I truly feel like I'm trying to salvage a giant egg that went splat with a loud smack.
The entire month went by with some really high highs, to mids, all the way to the bottom... where I am currently since hearing today that our move is no longer going to happen.
As if that wasn't enough, life decided to toss in some salt and lime to rub all over that wound.
This crap-cake in a nutshell?
We have to cancel the apartment we found-- a few hundred lost right off the top. I quit my job under the pretense that we were moving-- lost entire supplementary income-- can't get it back because it's apparently doing really bad now and can't rehire anyone. We now have word that my husband has to go on furlough for two weeks before the end of July-- there goes an entire main income check. Meanwhile debts, and bills still need their regular monthly pay.
And now for the cherry. They are sending my husband to DC for a week, for some training which conveniently sits on the day of our very first wedding anniversary.
I know we should've been saving every penny, but before all this was confirmed we figured we could use some of my very meager last pay to brighten up our spirits a little; a new game for him, a new tool for me. I was quite surprised how quickly it came; it was shipped on Tuesday, and arrived today.
I bought a new in bag, solid 2 lbs. vintage clapper and point press snatched up on ebay. I paid a little under the price they usually go for on their own on ebay (about $35.00 U.S.), but I found it listed along with all these extra treats and with free shipping...
|Irresistible, especially to kitties...|
As most of you know, my husband is one of my only sources of human contact. Next is my neighbor, but I don't usually get to see her during the week. Hopefully I can keep from going insane during the week he's gone.