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Things are easing… We sold the Grand Am at the same time Steve got his first check from going back to work for the newspaper. We paid off the title loan on the Jimmy, caught up the house payment, got Jackie to the vet, and paid on some of the utilities. I was able to get G some basic school supplies, too. We got a new shower curtain. Even though the job is hard on Steve – 7 days a week, no time off because it’s now contract work, the strain of money may loose it’s strangle hold a bit. There is also the chance for me to sub here and there. I am so grateful. G’s laptop will be paid off after 1 1/2 more payments and we will do a rental agreement on a washer and dryer. That leaves me needing dentures soon and if we can sell the 1985 Buick Regal, we will be ok. I don’t know why Steve doesn’t want to sell that Buick, but I think it has it’s ties to having belonged to his sister. That’s a whole other issue.

The media says there are all these new jobs out there, but the companies hiring are ammending their ads with “only true entry level applicants”. That may be good news for Geoffrey – it doesn’t do squat for me. Still, I guess the media sees it as success – Obama does and we all know that’s what’s important. Sigh… I voted for him… I get to say it.

The garden crashed and made nothing this year. No lemons, no figs, no grapes, no tomatoes or squash or cucumbers. We got a bit of kale early on.

I kind of stopped letting myself think about things. I’ve kept busy making a blanket and some socks and teddy bears. I have to say, I feel such great relief now that Jackie isn’t in such pain. He’s eating again and resting and not scratching his skin into bloody shreds. He’s healed and I have confidence his hair will grow back soon. His comfort has soothed my heart.

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About Morning Knits

I believe in and practice positive living. I love YARN, music, bird watching, history, gemstones, and gardening. I am passionate about the Earth. I am a true homebody. I've said I was Pagan for years to separate myself from a churchy upbringing and judgmental family that left me outside of its bounds. I believe it's our responsibility to tend and protect the Earth. I basically do my thing in a quiet, amused way. I believe in the power of my own hands, the energy of combined prayer, and caring for the earth. I attend a Kingdom focused non denominational Christian Church. I have 6 kids, all home-born and successfully breastfed. The oldest 5 are grown. The youngest is attending Community College and living at home. I'm the oldest of 9, daughter of a missionary mother who lives in Kenya, married to the son of a preacher, with 4 spoiled dogs and and a rescued kitten. Right now, there is small balance after yrs of unemployment. My disability was approved due to degenerative discs, fibromyalgia, and obesity. That last is hard to say. I believe we owe it to ourselves to protect our mental health. It's precious and the one thing we can control. I dislike my own housework and I talk too much. I bought a house in North Carolina and after trying to get my husband here for 6 months, he had a stroke. I'm a two-time caregiver. Steve's got hemiparesis and depression and is learning to walk and trying to use his right side again. It's slow go.
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