There is a warrant for your arrest with the US marshal!

That’s what I was told on September 7. I should has said, come get me. But I was shocked and scared, which was just what he wanted, he said I could could get a lawyer or he could help me. It was a dramatic and devious plan he had for me, and I was distracted by everything else going on, the move, the sales and THE move. I was to tell no one or it could impact my case of money laundering and fraud.

Can you imagine? So how did all this come about? Let me tell you and warn you because I’ve found out that this is not unusual and happens to us older citizens very often and if caught up in their lies there is little hope of recovery.

It all started with an email notifying me of a charge on my Bank of America charge card of $900 . Did I make this charge and if not call this number. I had not so I made the call, first mistake, I should have called Bank of America to clarify.. the call was answered by a man possibly Indian sounding who asked if I knew this person who’d made the charge or knew a email address, I did not. He informed me that I’d either been a victim of ID theft or was complicit in money laundering and my social security number was used to open boa bank accounts in TX, CAL and NM.

Then a Mr Wilson from the”social security “ got on the phone to tell me my account was red flagged and I would shortly be arrested that the Truth or Consequences police department had an order to arrest me, but that he had put a hold on it during his investigation. I could get a lawyer and go to court or the ADR could help me resolve and investigate the case. I was told various times to not tell anyone as that could involve them or look like I was hiding information.

Of course I was in tears.

I was to account for every dollar I had, first by removing it from my bank account which I gave them all the information they needed, innocent that I was! I was to go to my bank and remove all my money, but my bank is not located close by nor is a branch atm, so I went to Walmart and was only able to remove $800, thank god! He stayed on the phone with me from home to Walmart and then sent me to a place where there was a BIT COIN MACHINE WHERE I RECEIVED A BAR CODE ON MY PHONE. AND I PUT MY MONEY IN IT.

I was told the money would be put in my new account with my new social security number. But I needed to withdrawal the rest of my money! I had also told him I planned to travel and was selling my car. He wanted those funds as well. I went home to think. I decided to use the rest of my money to pay some bills instead of withdrawing it. When I told him what I’d done I didn’t hear from him again until the next day when he called to see if I’d sold my car! I had not because I didn’t have the title. Then I told him I knew he was a con artist and that I’d reported him to the FBI and anywhere else I could. He assured me I was wrong, that it was all in my head and that I would be arrested, finally I said, bring it on,

And that’s my sad tale. Embarrassed to admit I was so taken, in but if someone reads this and questions the next too good to be true, or anything similar to my story and reports it to authorities it will be worth the embarrassment. There seems to be no recourse for me, I reported it to the local police without a response. My banking will be more complicated for a while, my credit cards will question each purchase I make., I will have to check my accounts frequently, a real change for neglectful me.

My daughter tells me I’m too trusting, I chose to believe that no one chooses to cause me harm, my eyes have been opened. There are some real assholes out there, watch out!

Lots to tell you!

The studio is sold, I’ll believe it when it rolls away but a young couple is getting the money together as I write this now, they expect to take it not far from here and live in it! I put it on Facebook and have had about ten calls for it, I didn’t expect it, it’s really a good deal for them and a relief for me.

Sold my car too! I need to wait for the title to arrive and fix a small brake issue this week, do my errands then call the buyer to come to pick it up.

Monday I have an appointment to get GG ready for travel, pick up my art at the gallery and off we go to Adkins Texas, 10 hours driving to finally meet my man Richard.

No worries, he has been vetted by friends and family and especially me and comes out true, honest and thoroughly lovable. I’ll have a good space to work on my brushstrokes and won’t miss my studio at all.

We’ll drive up to meet my family in Dallas area, I’ll fly to the wedding in South Carolina ,and return to Dallas and finally home to Adkins with either my sis or son to meet my new Home Sweet Home. We are so excited about these new possibilities!

Getting rid of my stuff has been a joy, I’ve never felt so light and free of the weight of Stuff. Giving it all away brings a smile to the face of both the receiver and me, hoping I’ll be remembered as a generous friend not easily forgotten…plus I wrote cards with my new address on them!

JP has been a great help to me during these days, surprised? All good, forgiven and forgotten, he filled up his dumpster with my junk saving me a dozen trips to town with trash. And shared a few glasses of wine and conversation. I’ve made friends and met some fine people while living here and hope we keep in touch, of course I’ve invited them all to visit!