Silver Lining??

I started this blog originally to just have a place to talk about the goings on of my days. I think today that it will be travelling in a new direction.

This week has been pretty stressful: money has been really tight, school is right around the corner and I still have lots to do before I start, and then to top it off, Martin lost his job. He came home yesterday morning and had a meeting this morning. A "hearing" of sorts, to see if he could convince the powers that be that he should keep his job. The details don't really matter at this point, suffice it to say that he got screwed over royally, and multiple times. I'm so angry and frustrated for him, but mostly I'm just scared. Out of my mind.

I don't know if he will be eligible for unemployment benefits or not, but at this moment we're losing more than half our monthly income. The income that's left is almost enough to cover rent and child support to Martin's ex. Almost is not very comforting right now. What makes the situation that much more stressful is the varying beliefs Martin and I have regarding money, and how it should be spent/saved/etc. I think we're going to have to make some very big changes and sacrifices, as well as take in a roommate. While we agree on the roommate part, he's so laid back about finding one, and about believing we shouldn't have to cut anything out (gym memberships, cable, eating out, etc.) that I feel like I'm talking to a brick wall. That I'd like to slam my head against. To top it off, I'm more of a planner and like to have several options in place depending on what happens day-to-day. He's more the take everything as it comes and hope there's someone/something that will save us at that time. I may very well lose my mind.

I don't know how things are going to work out, but you can bet this blog will not be the lighthearted naptime banter I'd hoped it would be. My heart is heavy and my brain feels like it's going to explode.

I should be napping....

...well actually, I should be doing the Mt. Everest sized pile of laundry that has managed to accumulate over the past few days. Seriously--you can't take more than a step into the laundry room. But a nap sounds much more appealing. And judging from the grunts, whines, and babbling coming from the baby monitor, Kaleb's nap time is almost over. Which means my me-time is quickly coming to an end for today. Not that I mind, really, once I see that happy little face still squishy and wrinkly from sleep I seem to forget how exhausted I am....

More later, the Munchkin is very much awake and not happy about it.