I guess I’m hiding.

Had another row with hubby. He blames me for the money mess – I’m tired of being blamed. WE, TOGETHER, should have been more careful, but no one could have planned for this situation. We got 7 of 8 kids cared for as best we could – We had paper routes for godsakes for too many years. For 3 years, we had enough and should have been smarter. And then we were both laid off. Yes, we had our hands on some money over the years – but do we kick each other for a trip to Mexico? Or a storage shed, or a deck we had built, or paint and carpet and home repairs? Do I have to be forever guilty for thinking we were gonna be ok? It never entered my mind my job would go down the toilet first.

I am so tired.

We got the foreclosure papers on the house again yesterday. That gives us about 6 weeks total to figure something out. The kids thought we should have bailed last time, but G has to finish his school year. Steve may be mad at me, but I couldn’t have changed this. Apparently I’ve failed again in my life – but I can’t imagine how I could have done differently or better. Apparently, he imagines it all the time.

I don’t know what will happen to us. I don’t know where we will go. I don’t know what we will salvage out of our lives. I don’t even know if he will figure something out at the last moment. I don’t know if we will be together.

I just know I’m tired.

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About Morning Knits

I believe in and practice positive living. I love YARN, cooking, music, bird watching, herbs, and gardening. I am passionate about YHWH the Elohim of all the earth. I believe it's our responsibility to tend that earth. I basically do my thing in a quiet, amused way. I believe in laughter, and the power of combined prayer. I am a true homebody. I have 6 kids, all home-born and successfully breastfed. They are all grown. I'm the oldest of 9, daughter of a missionary mother who lives in Kenya, and I have a spoiled service dog and 2 rescued cats. Right now, there is balance after yrs of unemployment. My disability was approved due to degenerative discs, fibromyalgia, and obesity. That last is hard to say. I believe we owe it to ourselves to protect our mental health. It's precious and the one thing we can control. I would rather not do my own housework and I talk too much. I bought a house in North Carolina which I ended up leaving for my husband to sell. I'm a two-time caregiver. My husband and I are separated due to stroke complications and personality difficulties. I am in Texas now. The one place on earth I said I'd never go unless Yah moved me there and HERE I AM! G and I are sharing a small apartment and so far, things are going well.
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2 Responses to I guess I’m hiding.

  1. Jennifer's avatar Jennifer says:

    I wondered why you had been quiet lately. I know you know this, but I am going to tell you this anyway. It is not your fault. I love you girl!

  2. bicky's avatar bicky says:

    when everything spins out of control, it always feels better to blame someone. so, blame HIM. kent and i did that dance through the bouts of unemployment, and when we nearly lost everything in 2008, i blamed his ex. after all, she knew we were going to be garnished, we were the last to know. a little warning from ANYONE would have been nice. it felt better to blame her, but ultimately you end up realizing, yes you could have done things differently. but you cant do a damn thing about it now. so you pick yourself up, dust yourself off, and say, well, that was not fun, lets see what we can do differently. and by gods, youve definitely done things differently for the last few years havent ya!? i hope you used the passion stirred up during a row with steve and worked magic with it. one of the biggest fights kent and i had one time led me to some magickal workings, that i swear to this day, solved our problems at the time. plus fighting releases the steam off the boiling pot that you are when youre all stressed. its nobodys fault, its everybodys fault, meh. men. love you!

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