SINGLE MOTHER IN MONSEY IS EVICTED.


 My name is Leah (Kleim) Wechsler.


We desperately need your help and this is a pretty expensive way to do this. I have cashap, venmo, paypal, and zelle. 


I am asking for your help because we can't go on without it. For those familiar with my situation, I went to court on Thursday and filed a 213 page self made motion / Emergency Order To Show Cause with TRO’s in Rockland County Supreme Court for the eviction Judgment and warrant that was issued against me and scheduled to be executed by the Sheriff's department and take place this coming Wednesday, September 29th at 10am to be vacated or stayed. I’m quickly and desperately writing this at 3am, while I take a break from writing a court document that I should have written months ago. Some of you may remember me and know my story and many of you wont, so I’m going to give a quick rundown and hope it makes sense and hit enter. And then I’m going to attempt to mass text and email it around the world. I hope I don't mess up and put every number and email I’ve ever known into a giant group chat or something, but if I do, It's erev Rosh Hashanah, please don't hate me for it forever and enjoy the chat! For those of you who are familiar with my situation, you can just scroll down to where it says Wechsler v. Wechsler to skip  the intro and read the current state and update. I hope to be able to edit this later or link it to a better explanation and breakdown but for now I have no choice but to present to you … The quickly typed out, really poorly written attempt at telling my story and asking for your help.



About a month or so  ago on a sweltering hot August day I was served with an eviction Judgment and warrant by the Sheriff's department. About two hours later, without any warning, all of the power in the house went out. I went outside to see if it was the whole block and the notice was on the door. I knew my ex wasn't paying the full bill like he was ordered to towards the arrears he owes me, but I didn't know he decided to just stop paying at all again, I mean, it makes sense since he promised me we would be evicted and that's what's happening and I guess he wants it sooner than planned, but a warning would have been nice. The total was seventeen hundred and something dollars, with a due right now of twelve hundred and something dollars and a pay this and sign your life away to an impossible payment plan amount of eight hundred something dollars. Every other bill I had was due too plus some, and some things were overdrawn and delinquent. So I turned to Facebook asking for a pizza and started mass texting people and asking to borrow a generator or whatever to help, because it was getting dark, and my kids were hot and hungry and I needed to figure something out, there was no way I could pay that bill and I swore to my kids I would have the power turned back on as soon as they opened in the morning. Boy was I lying to them, I was terrified! I had no clue what I would do. But I couldn't let them be scared all night. And people reached out to me and started offering to help, and then a saint from some other far away land in New Jersey called me to tell me I’ll be paying the eight hundred and something dollars to the sign my life away plan in the morning, I was in happy shock, I couldn't believe this saint was doing this, he’s literally a saint and I know that for a fact he just did other saintly massive things, 



Wechsler v. Wechsler….



A major clerical error happened when I handed my 213 page motion / Order To Show Cause 

into the court clerk, and by the time I realized I had no idea what to do as damage control, the damage was done and getting worse by the minute. I emailed the court to ask them what I should / could do, (yeah I know, silly thought) About an hour or so later the court emailed me and told me we had a hearing the next morning at 10:30 am. 


I showed up to the hearing with a copy of my 213 pages of hope, and one of my brother-in-law's attorneys showed up to crush my hope for him and my ex. The hearing was about a whole 20 minutes long if that, with the opposing attorney doing most of the talking and insisting on me being thrown out onto the street no matter what I tried to prove, bring up or say. Whatever he said was pretty much  just fact and I was barely able to get any of my argument in or show anything.The judge was adamant on me being evicted and not vacating it or issuing a stay. Somehow I managed to not shut up but not wind up in handcuffs and plead enough of my case and a very valid point and the Judge reluctantly issued a 30 day stay on the eviction. If I had an attorney that hearing probably would have gone on until lunch time and then been called back after lunch and after they threw a few settlement offers at me.I have seen that happen quite a few times before. I would have stood somewhat of a fair chance at something. But whatever, the law is the law and I'm just a little ignorant  peasant without an attorney so lunch break gets to start early thanks to me or something. Who knows, I’m not an attorney, I’m just the fool who represents me.


I can't really go into many more details about the legal stuff right now. I will say this though, I thought that because of the clerical error that happened much more would be done. I didn't realize it was just going to be applied as an atypical big red bow and a congratulations !!! You can now commit more crimes, here is your instruction book, for the opposing side. I can't stop wondering about what compilation of made up attorney loopholes and strategies are being put into place right now to make my 213 pages vanish into thin air like something in the movie The Prestige. But I’m sure like in the Prestige movie, it will involve the two brothers who work together, and a clueless wife. I guess now is my time to be grateful that I didn't have enough paper or ink to put together the 500 page version with two or three sequels. 


All I know, and what mattered most in those 20 minutes is that my children won't be devastated on Thursday by watching the family  appointed Landscapers / henchmen, drag everything we own across the blacktop driveway installation that my neighbors were so kindly forced to do in front of our horrendous lawn with no maintenance that I can't let my kids play on, and then dumped onto the curb with no appeal, while they change the locks to the only home my kids have ever known. And that to me is more important than anything else going on in our branches of  the Wechsler family tree, and those annoying little weeds that surround us and need to be cut down.


Now I have a month to become a magician and find us a new home, the money to pay for it and pay for movers and security deposits and boxes, bags, and packing fees, all while I pay the bills that I have now that are passed due again, and make sure to pay those Pesky little fees for important things like food and water. Or I need to make hard decisions like food v.  Running water etc. and so I need your help.


My kids are so excited about Rosh Hashanah starting tonight and our big awesome holiday and Sukkos coming up and the beginning of our sweet new year and I don't even know how I can make a honey cake appear, or keep our internet on so I can download a picture of one for them to color and convince them that it's so much fun and we can eat a real one when the new year starts in our magic imaginary new home. I can't even let them play outside all through the holiday to kill the time and distract them because our lawn is an overgrown disaster full of mosquitos and ticks and sharp objects from the massive weeds that have multiplied and magnified and I dont have the money to rent a push lawnmower and  shove it an uber like I did a few times this summer so I can sweat myself into an asthma attack and cut the lawn while the bugs feast on me. 


Realistically, I know I am not going to find the magical money to move and pay for somewhere to live and I will have to break that to my kids as gently as I can and sugar coat it as much as possible. But I still do need to try, and I still do need to try, do or die, to get the money together to pay our current bills and expenses and the ones I will have here for the next 30 days that the eviction was stayed. And I need to do something special for my kids. The bare basics just isn't cutting it anymore and they just deserve more, they didnt do anything to deserve to be put in this horrible situation, and they are constantly being told “ Mommy can take you there” or “Mommy can buy you that” and it's about time I showed them that their father is right, and I can. These poor kids deserve the world and I can't even keep the little old roof that's over their heads, nevermind the latest cool toy or must have sneakers, and yet they still want to live with me and they are happy and loving and always excited about something new and some sort of fun thing we do. And for that alone, they deserve for us to go out with a bang and have the best holiday season of their lives in this house that they have always called home. And that's why I need your help. I can't give them the best of anything, if I can't even keep the water running or the fridge full. 


I also need to try my best and sell my soul if I have to, to get enough money together for a moving truck, or man with a van and a storage unit to put our things in for a few months. My kids would be devastated if they lost their home and everything we own too, it would be too traumatizing. They are traumatized enough by the whole situation that they unfortunately know about and have heard conversations about and watched people laugh about.  I have to pave the road to nowhere as smoothly as possible. And I need your help to do that.




Thank you for taking the time to read this. Any amount will help, every dollar makes a dent. Also please share this link wherever you can, every share helps, and spreads our story so hopefully something is done and no one else has to ever go through this hell. Even if you can't donate, please share this link. 





I have references and documents if anyone wants verification. I also have paypal, venmo, cash app and zelle. This platform here charges a pretty high fee.


Leah (Kleim) Wechsler

845-598-9770

Leahkleim1@gmail.com
  

                                                                    

Kesiva V’chasima Tova !


May your year be full of peace, prosperity and abundance !



LEAH (KLEIM) WECHSLER.

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