I am so maddd

My heart feels like it's beating a million miles per minute, and I feel like I've got the shakes. I just had a lovely conversation with the lawyers from the bank that foreclosed on the property. The letter that I first received dated Nov 5, stated that we needed to vacat the property on Dec 5, so when I called the Lawyer to tell them that I hadn't found the letter till a week later, she had agreed that she'd give us a week longer to move and said that Dec 15 would be fine, and then she called me back and said that if we pay the Dec rent to the bank we could stay till Jan 1. So that was all fine and dandy, we found a place and decided to move on the weekend of the 15, seeing as that would give us half a months rent free, as well as the extra money to pay the damage deposit, and find second hand appliances, seeing as this place doesn't include the appliance. So this morning I call the lawyer, leave a message stating that we will move out on the weekend of the 15, she calls me back and now all of the sudden we didn't have an agreement about the 15, she keeps notes of all the discussions, and in her notes, there was nothing about bumping the vacant day till the 15, and if we don't pay the half months rent they'll send a baliff and change the locks, So she gets her supervisor to call me, and he's all political, stating because of insurance reasons, he can't let people stay for free, till then, and any verbal agreements I had with the lady, didn't mean jack ****, that she didnt' have the right to tell me we could stay till the 15, so I said fine we'll be out by the 8th, but no that wasn't good enough he wanted me to pack up and be moved out this weekend, like that's possible, I had to fight with him to let us stay 3 extra days, and then he gave me this speech about if were not out the locks will be changed on the 9, and we better be gone. I am definetly not cleaning the place. We got so screwed over, we were paying our rent in good faith that we would have a place to stay, now we have to move in short notice, I won't be getting my damage deposit back, and the bank wont give us a break. And you know the first thing I did after I got off the phone was grab a buch of little choclates that were sitting on the table and a cup of coffee, and I don't even drink coffee, If I had alchol in front of me I would have downed that, my nerves are shot. The christmas is going to suck, you better get those cards out to help cheer me up.
Sorry for the rant, I'm so mad, I just needed to get this out. I wish I had a lawyer friend. To see what rights the bank has.
I could just scream.
Other than that have a greatt day.