Before I get into answering your question, I don’t know if it has hit you yet, but the classic version is G-O-N-E. It was there last night and today, when I went to write a post, it had vanished into the mists. To say I’m not thrilled about this doesn’t come close to how I feel about it. I don’t like this format. It is unfriendly to graphics and photographs. Not like anyone gave me a choice.
In the words of Bill Belichick, “It is what it is.”
We aren’t exactly wild party goers, so I was not expecting it to make huge changes to life. I just wanted to lower our anxiety level from “we’re going to die any minute” to “we’ll die in due time.”
We also got our stimulus payments too. As did Owen. He paid off the water tank and I paid the missing mortgage payment. I also put some money aside for the next emergency (the refrigerator is making grouchy, tired old fridge noises) . That’s it. One and done.
For about an eighth of a second, we had a lot of money. Then the first (this month’s) mortgage payment was withdrawn and a few other payments grabbed more money and voila, back to poverty row. Then, I paid the missing mortgage month. Our moment of wealth passed so fast I didn’t have time to grab and nurture it.
Now if we would win the lottery and thus acquire a LOT of money — like enough to rebuild the deck and pay off a few more debts — that would have more of an impact. We could like, you know, go somewhere. But hey, at least we are more or less caught up. Which is to say we are poor, but not delinquent.
One needs to be grateful for whatever one gets. Because never for a moment think things can’t get worse. They can ALWAYS get worse and if you say anything about it, it is guaranteed to get worse.