Last summer I was desperately seeking a job to put food on the table and keep up with our ever climbing debt payments. This summer our debt has dropped significantly, as well as our payments, and we haven't added on to it anymore, but once again I'm back out there seeking a job to put food on the table. Brando stopped working at his second job about a month ago, and we've floated along for awhile. Now though we're starting to use up our emergency fund. e don't communicate well enough for me to hold an evening job and depend on having childcare with enough notice as to whether I will be able to be there on time or at all. I do have the weekends though, and when Brando works Saturday mornings at least I know I need to be prepared childcare wise for those. I resubmitted my application with the staffing company for leas*ng agents I worked with last year and put myself on the schedule for Saturdays and Sundays when those come up.
Last summer was my first math class. This summer I've gone through four classes now, but this is my first official college-level math class. I took the remedial ones before, as I didn't have any highschool math. Now I'm running around with the kids on my heels trying to sell my old textbooks and buy my new ones.
Last summer I was all awry trying to figure out the boys school plans. This summer they are a more figured out much earlier in the year, but I still feel all awry about where I've decided to put them.
Same song, second verse. Sigh. Can't wait until it's a new song.