I’m working on a childfree post but I can’t seem to get the words right so I’ll just complain about our finances for a little bit.
We’re hanging on financially but barely. We’re in crazy debt from all angles. We have almost no credit left, you know, for emergencies. Manly Man is having a very hard time finding a job that will pay enough (and by enough I still don’t even mean very much) so we can keep our house and handle our financial responsibilities.
I often find myself not able to sleep thinking about our near future. Should we just admit defeat now and attempt to sell our house? Is there a way we can cut down on our bills? We never eat out, we rarely even go out. I’m actually contemplating getting rid of our phone and internet. The stupid cable company won’t let us just get rid of the phone. We’re trying to figure out how to pull enough money together to buy some wood for the wood stove this winter so we don’t rely on our electric heat.
I try to remind myself, during these panic inducing thoughts, that somehow we always find a way out to the other side. The other side of what at the time appears to be an impossible situation. In fact, usually we end up in a better place, eventually.
When Manly Man had to start his life over it seemed pretty bleak I can imagine and then he met me. When we constantly had to go to court it felt like it would never end but it did and it made us a team. When he lost his job right after we purchased our house he got an even better job like a month later.
Problem is right now Manly Man has very few options. All he’s ever really done for a living is craftsman work and there is no need for that in this economy. He has no office experience, zero. We keep trying though, when it comes to a craftsman you can’t find better than him. He can build anything out of wood. Working with his hands is what he is most skilled at.
So you know, fuck me if I know what to do. I’m just kind of holding on hoping for a light at the end of the tunnel. It always shows up, eventually…right?