It's funny how I was just starting to relax a bit, feeling our family had reached some sort of financial plateau. There was no room for excess, but we could finally stop scraping as hard as we were. I felt peace. And then: a phone call. Your services are no longer needed. And there we are again. A one step forward, two steps back sort of deal.
I'm trying to remain optimistic, but it's difficult while sitting alone, quietly, in the next day aftermath. All the while, the world is still bustling.
Something keeps telling me: Get your house in order. Which is good advice at any time, and not just in cases like this. But it has an urgency to it.
Take time. Take inventory. Figure out what's important, what's necessary. Clean it up or clear it out.
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