Two years ago my husband lost his job. He's been fitfully employed ever since (a temporary job here, a temporary job there). And trust me (why wouldn't you since I'm writing anonymously on the internet?) it's not for lack of trying that he hasn't secured a full-time job yet. I also, for a variety of reasons none of which have anything to do with laziness, lack of desire, or ability (and everything to do with the health and happiness of my children) have been extremely fitfully employed during this time. So now, we find ourselves in quite a pickle...or, actually, more of a pit. Before this we never carried debt, we saved judiciously for retirement, and we lived just about as frugally as it is possible to live. Well that cautious, prudent living has all been shot to smithereens...destroyed...kaput. We now have a mountain of debt (acquired bit by necessary bit), and our faith in what we thought was the way things were meant to be done (e.g. graduate education, buy a house with a good mortgage rate, save for retirement) has also been shot to smithereens...destroyed...kaput. If we had known the unemployment situation was going to be so long term we probably would have done some things differently. But we didn't. The past two weeks have felt kind of "rock bottom". So that is where my tale will begin. And the reason I'm telling you all this? I dunno...it seemed like something the internet would like to hear about. Also, if I were to tell anyone I know in real life I'm afraid they would think I was asking for money. Also, I have a lot of good "survival" tips. I know there are a multitude of frugal living, money saving advice blogs/websites...but maybe I can join the chorus. More later, duty calls (time to make breakfast). P.S. I still haven't explained the title of this post, or for that matter the title of the blog, so I'll be back soon.
xoxo,
Molly
