Where to begin?
First, in order to keep it real on the ole' blog I guess I need to tell you that Shoes came to visit. No, I did not stutter, lol. He and Feet drove out and spent 52 hours with the kids. Well, less with Mabel because she is the 'side of peas' in this sad situation. The boys are viewed as a set and she is the extra, I'm afraid. Being ever accommodating, I agreed to babysit my own daughter while Shoes took the boys to their baseball game. It's sad, really. It's Mabel that needs extra time with him.
So they are back now and Shoes and Feet are on their way back to Ohio. I am thrilled he came, glad he got to see the kids, and thrilled I won't need to deal with that again for a while.
More has happened.
Some time in the last two weeks I began to reevaluate my budget. Shoes is still unemployed, making child support basically non-existent. My budget is getting too tight. Uncomfortably tight. Tight enough to make me freaking PANIC. Like hyperventilate.
Back to school clothes, shoes, and supplies
Cleats for football for Trevor
Upcoming Christmas (it's only 4 months away, People)
Bills and crap
So I have made a decision. At first I tormented myself, but once I saw the light it was decided.
We have to move.
Oh, we're staying in Da Plains, don't you worry. But my rent is too high. What wasn't too high before has become strangling. My lease is up in two months and I need to give notice in less than one. I have been looking for a place near my workplace. It's a small town, which I love. I have found two possibilities and as with everything in my life, am forced to WAIT. I am waiting on God's timing, I reckon. I don't know if we'll get either one. If we don't then it's back to square one. Or, God's will could change this entire situation and one of the two homes could be ours within a couple of months.
I am praying for God to lead the way here. He knows that I am panicked. He knows that I literally cannot go on like this for longer than my lease (convenient, that). If you're willing, I covet your prayers for this next chapter in our lives.
The idea of moving into a house has me dreaming of this: