And the Hits Just Keep On Comin'....Here's where we started the weekend: Friday meant a busted timing belt in Ken's truck, Saturday meant very little money for the weekend, Sunday meant a major migraine that lasted all day long, and now Monday meant that I was up at 5:00am for End of Month Inventory at work and Ken stayed home with the bout of stomach flu that hit Jack and I last week, and Jackson came home from school with a black eye, and no one could tell me how it happened.
I am SOOOOO tired of taking from Peter to pay Paul, of being broke, of shuffling things around just to get by...when is enough going to be enough???
I know that I should be grateful for the things that we DO have, but I'm just disgusted. My husband works his ass off to make rent and bills, and I do what I can at my work to cover everything else, but the money is really dropping lately, so now we're struggling. I know it will get better, but for God's sake...when????
Enough with the ranting. We have our health, a roof over our heads, all of the necessary basics needed in order to live. I'm grateful, really I am...Now if only I could just find that happy place.
Tomorrow is another day....