I have 10 days left in the Army...
and I'm starting to spazz. I've planned this for about a year and a half. Every step, every month, and nothing could have gone smoother. Actually if things had gone exactly how I wanted I probably would've been out about 2 months ago. With my settlement we will be paying off my truck. That's the last of our debt. Let me say that again... the last of our debt... No credit card bills, no vehicle bills. We will out right own both Andy's van and my truck. We have our mortgage...let me say that again... our mortgage- on the house that we own... WE OWN.
We have everything we need. We had a hard time picking out christmas and anniversary presents for each other because there's really isn't anything we need. When both sets of parents were here over the summer they wanted to buy us something for the baby. We couldn't think of anything we needed. We don't need anything. We have over 5 months of expenses in savings. I'm talking 5 digits.
Andy is starting school in January. Totally and completely free of charge. He is getting PAID to go to school. I've started my business. Had my first pet sit today. I'm getting paid to go to people's houses and play with their animals! I've stopped advertising just until I'm really out and I'm still getting calls.
Things couldn't be going better right now and I feel like I'm getting ready to fall on my face and take my whole family with me. I'm so afraid of fucking up everything it's not even funny. I know we're in such a better position than almost anyone our age. But I can't shake this feeling that it's all going to be crashing down. I have flashbacks of living in ghetto-fied houses and living with and off of other people. I remember not eating for two weeks to make sure the girls were fed. I remember too much to just sit by and be content. I don't know what to do short of drinking the worry away and popping a few percocets to numb myself until I know this will all be ok....
We have everything we need. We had a hard time picking out christmas and anniversary presents for each other because there's really isn't anything we need. When both sets of parents were here over the summer they wanted to buy us something for the baby. We couldn't think of anything we needed. We don't need anything. We have over 5 months of expenses in savings. I'm talking 5 digits.
Andy is starting school in January. Totally and completely free of charge. He is getting PAID to go to school. I've started my business. Had my first pet sit today. I'm getting paid to go to people's houses and play with their animals! I've stopped advertising just until I'm really out and I'm still getting calls.
Things couldn't be going better right now and I feel like I'm getting ready to fall on my face and take my whole family with me. I'm so afraid of fucking up everything it's not even funny. I know we're in such a better position than almost anyone our age. But I can't shake this feeling that it's all going to be crashing down. I have flashbacks of living in ghetto-fied houses and living with and off of other people. I remember not eating for two weeks to make sure the girls were fed. I remember too much to just sit by and be content. I don't know what to do short of drinking the worry away and popping a few percocets to numb myself until I know this will all be ok....