Tuesday, December 8, 2015

If it's not one thing it's your mother

It seems to happen around here, often, that troubles come in batches.  Not three's.  Usually fives and sixes.  We slog through the shit, wipe ourselves off, and before you know it, we are knee deep in shit again.  So, let's take a tally of this month's shit, shall we?

*Hubby still on track for losing his job.
*The Escape dying.
*Grayson doing poorly in his classes, tho marching season is over, and finals are upon him
*Spencer finally moving into his own apartment, but not able to find room in his budget for food and basic necessities.  Now having problems making rent.
*The stress of  the holidays, exacerbating various physical complaints and ailments.  Hello sore throats.
*The cat continuing to vomit on floors and furniture and beds.


I get that everyone has their share of shit they have to deal with. 
And truth be told, there are some bright spots:

*We refinanced the house, shaving $200 off our monthly payment while getting a better interest rate without extending the length of the loan.  Plus, no house note until February.
*I canceled a colonscopy that threatened to ruin Christmas Eve.
*I am getting my hearing aids in a couple days.
*My job is secure.
*My people are basically healthy.
*We have plenty of food in the freezer, the heater works, and no house calamities were found by the appraiser.
*We're getting a new to us truck on Thursday which will alleviate the transportation issues - and it's in great shape with an excellent interest rate.  Plus, no car note til February.  And the credit union let us "skip a pay" on the other two notes for December.
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It's easier to look on the bright side when you are past the current shit.  
But while you're in it, it stinks.




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