You know we came here with such high hopes. Life was going to be good. We would have a little extra money that would enable us to go see the area. We weren't planning on exotic vacations in faraway places. No, we just wanted to be able to experience the area around here.
We did at first, then as we got stretched further and further financially, we just sit at home.
I am really having a hard time not hating someone over all this. Not Dean. I know he thought we were doing the right thing.
Dean's tools got stolen this week. The guy has no insurance. So, now we are out about 1000 on tools, we are making so much less than he told us, and he still owes us a lot for the convention.
We just keep kicking. I hope we are like that frog in the bucket and we end up making butter and are able to jump out. Right now, it feels like we are drowning.
So, now, we might have an opportunity for a new job. It would be in even a different town. Another move. We have been weighing the pros and cons. The cons for leaving are leaving Dean's aunt and uncle. That would really be sad. Oh well, we just keep praying.
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