One Year
It's been one year since I last wrote. I'm still working nights, the hubby is still a full time college student and out of work. We're still making it. Live in the same house, have the same sweet dog.... Not much has changed, or has it?
Let's see. I'm 25 now, isn't that supposed to be a "wise old age"? I seem to remember being a kid and thinking that people in their 20's must have it all figured out. News flash - they're still winging it. My mom was 25-ish when she had my sister. I think of where I'm at now, and though I'd love to have a baby on the way, I'm in no way smarter or more prepared to be a parent than I was 2 or even 5 years ago. Perhaps I have more life experience to draw on, but that definitely doesn't make me have any more answers.
I've made some new friends this year. Time will tell how long those relationships will be, but they're nice and wonderful and hopefully worth the time invested. I've also learned that just being friendly with your neighbors doesn't make them your friends. That was a sucky lesson to learn. I won't go into all the details, but in some ways it made me ready to move. I'm so ready to have a detached house were the neighbors aren't right on top of you and you've got your own space, your own yard, and privacy if you want it. I know that new neighbors wouldn't change the a fore mentioned facts about them, but at least I wouldn't be right on top of them every day. And if they didn't appreciate my sense of humor or whatever, I wouldn't have to see them every day and be reminded of my oversight.
I like to think I live well. We don't often have to scrounge for money to pay the bills. Even living on one income isn't as tight as it could be. Or maybe it is, B does the bills, so maybe I just don't realize how tight we are sometimes. Someday this house will just be a memory. One of the places we lived. Maybe I'll bring my first baby home here, maybe not, but it's still gonna be a part of the experiences that make me who I am.
In other news. B will graduate in December, and he's looking at a masters degree that would really focus on the finance angle, which would hopefully give him an edge on the job market. Only down side is that the program is very condensed and so he won't be able to work while he completes it.... so that would mean another year -to - year and a half before we're at double income. I guess I'll just have to pray about it. We've both been thinking and looking and talking about the possibilities of what that will mean. He's looking at it like casting your bread on the water and seeing what we get back. So he'll definitely be applying, we'll see what comes of it.
So many little things to think about and do. Right now we're in a holding pattern just waiting to see where to next. B even asked me if I'd mind living in Canada... he's thinking of applying there too when the time comes for his applications to go out. It's hard not knowing. I'm a five year planner kind of girl. Right now, there's a lot still up in the air, and I hate free falling.
Here's to the unknown.
Let's see. I'm 25 now, isn't that supposed to be a "wise old age"? I seem to remember being a kid and thinking that people in their 20's must have it all figured out. News flash - they're still winging it. My mom was 25-ish when she had my sister. I think of where I'm at now, and though I'd love to have a baby on the way, I'm in no way smarter or more prepared to be a parent than I was 2 or even 5 years ago. Perhaps I have more life experience to draw on, but that definitely doesn't make me have any more answers.
I've made some new friends this year. Time will tell how long those relationships will be, but they're nice and wonderful and hopefully worth the time invested. I've also learned that just being friendly with your neighbors doesn't make them your friends. That was a sucky lesson to learn. I won't go into all the details, but in some ways it made me ready to move. I'm so ready to have a detached house were the neighbors aren't right on top of you and you've got your own space, your own yard, and privacy if you want it. I know that new neighbors wouldn't change the a fore mentioned facts about them, but at least I wouldn't be right on top of them every day. And if they didn't appreciate my sense of humor or whatever, I wouldn't have to see them every day and be reminded of my oversight.
I like to think I live well. We don't often have to scrounge for money to pay the bills. Even living on one income isn't as tight as it could be. Or maybe it is, B does the bills, so maybe I just don't realize how tight we are sometimes. Someday this house will just be a memory. One of the places we lived. Maybe I'll bring my first baby home here, maybe not, but it's still gonna be a part of the experiences that make me who I am.
In other news. B will graduate in December, and he's looking at a masters degree that would really focus on the finance angle, which would hopefully give him an edge on the job market. Only down side is that the program is very condensed and so he won't be able to work while he completes it.... so that would mean another year -to - year and a half before we're at double income. I guess I'll just have to pray about it. We've both been thinking and looking and talking about the possibilities of what that will mean. He's looking at it like casting your bread on the water and seeing what we get back. So he'll definitely be applying, we'll see what comes of it.
So many little things to think about and do. Right now we're in a holding pattern just waiting to see where to next. B even asked me if I'd mind living in Canada... he's thinking of applying there too when the time comes for his applications to go out. It's hard not knowing. I'm a five year planner kind of girl. Right now, there's a lot still up in the air, and I hate free falling.
Here's to the unknown.
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