Over the last few weeks I have come to realize something.
I need to lower my expectations. I keep thinking that all of the sudden we are going to get a huge break out of the middle of nowhere.
Now. Mind you I don't want this so called break to be just handed to us, I know we have to work for it.
I have expected something big to just happen to make our lives easier. After all, it was just one big thing that made our lives hard to begin with.
You know, that thing that happened back in 2007.
Our lives aren't going to magically be put back together overnight. It's just not going to happen.
Andy lost his job again, I am still not working, and it's not for lack of trying on either of our parts.
Andy can't do the things he used to do. He can't lift 50 lbs repeatedly, nor 20 lbs for that matter. His back is shot. So he has met with the folks at Vocational Rehab, and plans on going back to school. Since he has a disability now, his schooling will be funded 100%.
What does he want to be?
I am so proud of him. I think he would make an amazing teacher, but no matter what he decides on, he will succeed. I have no doubt about that.
I am also headed back to school as well. I am going back to be a medical assistant, it's only 15 hrs a week, for 10-12 months, and I hope to find a small part time job between that as well.
We don't need much to survive.
As I have stated before, all we have is rent, utilities, food, and gas to get back and forth to job interviews. The medical bills can wait. They have waited this long already. It's not going to hurt them to sit some more.
So when I say I am lowering my expectations, I mean that we are going to start out small, and work ourselves into something bigger.
Between now and then, Andy and I are loving being together. We have refocused our lives around each other rather than finances, and we are doing fun things as a family again. Playing cards, family movie night, the important things.
As for our next adventure tomorrow night?
There will be pictures. I promise.
5 days ago