No, not little. Been pretty broke because I quit my job. I would regret this but…. it was so worth it. The bonding time with Mara while actively searching for a new job was great. I took a loss in pay, but found a good job for a small company. They make wire harnesses for vehicles. It’s relaxed, with relaxed hours. I work 40 a week Monday -Friday between 630 and 5. It is a workshop as opposed to a warehouse or factory, maybe 100 people work there. They have good benefits, this nice. David got a job. They aren’t open yet, so he hasn’t started yet. Basically the hit overall isn’t bad and we should have a bit extra.
I feel that lately I’ve made a lot of personal growth and feel myself morphing I to a new person. My life has been low conflict at home and though I still hesitate due to past trauma, I know I can tell David anything and he will still love me. And it’s not just love, we respect each other…and I trust David. It took a long time to surrender to that, I have.
I’m just trying to find ways to experience life on a low income. That’s who I am. On my deathbed I want to be able to have experience and stories to share. I want my great grandchildren to say “wow we lost a valuable source life advice and perspective”. I want to experience all the good things and a splattering of bad. Stories aren’t interesting without it. Besides if my life were perfect I can tell you how it goes when things go right, but most the time it doesn’t go according to plan. I want to be thought of kindly, but known to be the eccentric weirdo I am. (It’s worse than I thought.) I want to meet more friends so and have those close friends so I can share my deepest fears to and know that we empower each other to face the rain when it comes.
But I have to on a budget.