Ok, so the new house, not in the location that I thought- yet not a scam either. Miscommunication ( I still hope) with the landlord. Very very nice people. It will be nice to be able to help them support their dreams, but more of that later, after the lease is signed, trying to gather all the money together now. ( Man it is so expensive to move!- yet this move will save us $450 a month. So a blessing in disguise for sure!)
It was hard to get packing today. Of course we got some things done, it just felt like moving through mud. I am so sad, and not even sure why. I guess because , even though my kids are amazing and supportive, I wish they didn't have to be. Like just leaning on someone's shoulder would be nice, for once. I wonder if I even know how to really do that anyway. ( too many years of the fight I guess!)
I am down to nothing, literally in my gas tank, then I got a promotional $50 gift card from Constant Contact in the mail. Way amazing timing. I have been crying for about an hour about that. Now I can get to work, kids to school, and all my other duties this week. You know, it makes me mad that Kate Gosselin "represents" single parents in the media. I represent single parents. ( not that she shouldn't earn money, but my kids have never been to Disney, nor do we have $17K to spend on hair extensions!- hugely different!) It is me, with the "how am I going to get through this all by myself and no money" that is the true cross section of our culture. I would like to see her try it! If she thought Sarah Palin in Alaska was tough, live my life for a few days! HA!
Tomorrow, I start my new parttime job which I am kinda excited about. I get to use my skills to help a friend's business build. I won't get to go to morning networking functions, but I will get to make a difference. ( which is what fuels me!) Then onto a new social media gig- exciting. This one has the potential to be HUGE and satisfying- once again I have a personal connection there and it feels like family.
Maybe the problem is everything is changing at once. Some things aren't my story to tell here, though they do impact my life significantly. This fall I will be starting school at Tacoma Community College to be a Chemical Dependency Counselor. I think it will be a wonderful field, and will strengthen me with Conchetta House. I am hoping that the new social media gig, and the other things I do will bring in enough for us to be able to breathe. ( long over the win the lottery thing!)
I just want to make a difference and be able to breathe. Onto tomorrow!
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