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Due to the economy the last couple of years have been financially stressful around here. It is funny how you think that you need to make x amount of dollars to live each month and then all of the sudden your making half of x and you are still living. You think to yourself well there is no way we can live off any less than this and than you find your self living off half of that.

Did you follow all of that. The inner teacher in me wants to explain.

We were making x

Then we were making x divided by 2

Then we were making x divided by 4

To say things have been tight would be an understatement. To say that we have become excellent jugglers would be head on.

Over the last few months things have gotten progressively better. It is strange and I still haven't adjusted and I have to admit I'm still waiting for it all to fall apart again. My inner pessimist is winning this particular battle.

Yesterday Brent and I had the following conversation.

"I'm really stressed!" I said pulling on my hair with my eye twitching.

"Why are you stressed?" Brent said without a care in the world.

"I just paid all of November's bills."

Looking at the calendar Brent said, "I don't see why your stressed."

"Well," I said with my hands on my hips. "I don't see how we are going to pay December's bills."

Brent, looking at the calendar, "Ummm with money we make working the resssst of October AND November."

"Your making fun of me aren't you? You think this is a laughing matter don't you?"

"No, I just think your forgetting I'm making ALOT more money right now."

"No, I didn't forget but what happens if you STOP making more money."

"Then we will figure it out!"

"WHY?? WHAT AREN'T YOU TELLING ME WHAT DO WE NEED TO FIGURE OUT!"

"Nothing, I just don't think you need to worry about December bills in OCTOBER!"

"Maybe, but but but..."

Okay, I had nothing and why I am insisting on stressing is a little silly. It is like I have spent the last 2 years stressing and I don't know how NOT to stress.

It is backwards I get it. I get I am freaking out for NO reason. But HE married me so shouldn't he share some of my stress.

Yah, his opinion is if I make up stress he doesn't have to share.

 Now I'm stuck with figuring out how to live on x with out all the dividing and stressing. It's backwards I know and there are a lot of people who probably wish they had my kind of stress. But I carefully dealt with everything for the last couple of years so please humor my stress or even my non-stress. Please!

Comments

I'm so glad I'm not the only one who is this way. I freak out about finances a lot and Paul has to rein me back in. They married us, they get us as we are and are STUCK with us FOOOOREEEEEEEVER, neiner neiner.
Angie said…
Mmmmm, can I have a loan then? haha.

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