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January 24, 2008
Buckaroos
Anybody else sick to death of money?
Money, money, money.
Money.
Hate.
It.
If I didn't have to eat, wear clothes, brush my teeth, or worry about health care, then I wouldn't care if I never saw another dollar in my life.
-sigh-
Moving puts money right in front of your eyes all the time, and I'm OVER IT. Enough with the deposits, and activation fees, connection fees, blah blah blah. Not to mention what I've spent on PineSol alone this month. And restocking the fridge, and growing boys eating a TON... sheesh. I might as well be throwing bills out the window at this point, the way they're flying through my fingers.
This place is bigger, which you know I love. But it's going to cost more to heat it, and we're paying higher rent- and I'm trying not to worry, but you know how that goes.
I know that we are supposed to be here, and I know God provides, but I'm going to admit that I'm scared. I hope and pray that our budget covers everything we need. It's hard to know until the first month rolls through, and that's coming up soon.
This is not a pity party- it's really not. I just want to be able to do what we need to for our family, ya know? I keep it in perspective, I don't get all bent out of shape when the chips are low. I just want to make sure bellies are full and lights are on, and I'm doing what I need to be doing to make that happen.
We're getting settled, and that means I'm ready to focus in on my sling business, so there is some comfort in that thought. It's difficult to be the one at home, and accepting that your contribution is not monetary. Even my business can only bring in a certain amount, because I only have a certain amount of time to dedicate to it. I'm happy with the choices we've made, but being a one income family for a family of six is almost impossible in this day and age. It's discouraging! And it's not even like I'm trying to live out of a Pottery Barn catalog. I could care less about that, ya know? Nice stuff is, well, nice-- but it's just stuff. I'm talking about more immediate needs than matching pillow shams.
Anyway... just some random thoughts this afternoon. I'll hop on later with something a little less depressing! After my afternoon coffee. Life's always brighter with that extra edge of caffeine.
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Comments
Oh yeah, hear ya. We moved into a bigger place, too, with bigger rent. And we had all the same car pains, too, remember?! Sigh.
Trust, trust, trust. Have to keep reminding myself.
Posted by: Moriah at January 24, 2008 8:01 PM
Yeah, I know what you mean. I am really trying hard not to worry about "the future" and I trust that I will be directed in the right direction for this phase of my life. But, in the middle of the night, and being all alone, it is pretty terrifying. We had tough tough tough money problems many times, but got through them with prayer and help. You will get through it, too. And I will, too.
Posted by: tricia at January 24, 2008 10:09 PM
