[WARNING: Whiny, complaint-laden post ahead. Proceed with caution and self-pity]
As a parent there are some days where everything just seems to click effortlessly and life just falls into place without lifting a finger. An unexpected bill arises but it’s OK because you got that bonus at work just in time. That bill you thought needed to be paid? It turns out you already paid it and just forgot. Everyone is healthy, you’re managing to put a few bucks away in your savings and the real estate market/economy are improving.
This is not one of those days.
We’re in a rut where nothing seems to be going right. I thought everything would drastically improve once MJ landed a job, but that hasn’t exactly been the case. We literally ran out of money a couple of months ago and some bills went unpaid. And now they’re coming to collect. Worse than that, in addition to the bills we knew we missed, we’ve found a half dozen we thought we paid but haven’t.
There’s something wrong with my stomach, yet finding a primary care physician has been more difficult than searching for meaning in a Vin Diesel movie. But at least I have health insurance right? Well, thanks to the tanking economy I found out that in a month I’ll have to dish out an additional $150 a month to keep the same health care plan. Not to mention the company stopped its 401k match.
And just for fun, Haley has infected ears again. I want nothing more than to take my poor dog to the vet, but we can’t afford it. She has all of her shots due next month and we can’t afford two appointments. Because anytime you bring your animal to the vet — and in this case knowing there’s antibiotics and everything else necessary — it’s at least $250. I thought we had done the smart thing and were on the road to saving money by giving up Fenway and only having one dog. Guess not.
It’s just one thing after another and just when you think you’re caught up, something else happens. All we want to do is get back to even and we can’t. One step forward, two steps back. MJ gets a job, my health insurance co-pays go up. We get rid of Fenway, Haley costs twice as much to care for. We pay off the rest of this year’s car payment only to find $600 in hospital bills that slipped through the cracks. Not to mention our condo is currently worth $100,000 less than what we paid for it four years ago, so we can’t sell it or even rent it out to try to live somewhere cheaper.
I just want to be able to give Will everything I had as a kid. But honestly, that’s not possible. We went to financial counselors for the first time ever and what a waste of time. You know what they told us? That we pay out more than we make. No fucking shit! Thanks for that news flash asshole!
What do you do when you’re trapped in quicksand with nothing to grab onto? Right now, I’m just going to hold my breath and claw like hell.