What a rollercoaster year this is turning out to be.
First creature #2's amnio drama, and then of course, our ever-present financial meltdown. It's not as if I haven't regaled you with how it feels to have a financial Sword of Damocles hanging over your head. I'm sure you enjoyed those laugh-a-minute posts. What I didn't mention was that our deadline was October 1st. Two weeks ago our payments were set to increase by literally thousands of dollars. If we'd moved out of our apartment, rented it and lived in a cardboard box on the beach we'd have still been in trouble. And we have a baby on the way!
We started looking for a larger cardboard box.
Of course we tried to curb our champagne lifestyle. By which I mean of an evening I would say, 'that chair, I mean seriously, how often do we use it? Can I put it on Craigslist?'
Today we received a financial olive branch. The chuffing cavalry finally arrived in the form of a FedEx'd proposal from our mortgage company. More a stay of execution than a plan, but oh Lord the relief.
I feel like I've forgotten how to breathe out.
LK just called to say that he feels like running up to random people on the street and hugging them.
I wish you all half the joy I'm feeling right now, I'm literally laughing and crying.
Stupid baby hormones.