shoes are falling everywhere
Right after my waiting for a shoe to fall post, a whole bunch of stuff started happening.
I had what I thought was going to be a big fight with Phil about his job, which has been getting really stagnant and not good for him. It morphed into a good talk and we decided that he was going to try and find something else -- with a preferance for something in Ann Arbor, but an openness to work somewhere else. I told him to hurry up, though, before I get a bunch of commitments eight months out. I had been relying on him staying stable because my work was all over the place, but I realized that we have gotten through a lot worse before, money-wise and that we can just sell everything that is not bolted down (hmm, I wonder what price a spirited middle-aged Corgi might bring?) and be ok.
On the money front, I met this amazing Nicaraguan midwife at a party on Saturday night. She told a story about how she saw her town midwife literally working magic as a child and how that inspired her to become a midwife herself. Right before I left, she saw me scratching my palm and told me that I had to immediately stick my hand down my shirt (she would have said purse or pocket, but I didn't have any) because the palm-scratching was a sign that money was coming to me. On Sunday, my parents gave me a check for several thousand dollars, saying that it was a remnant of an inheritance from my grandmother and they thought it was time to give it to me. Alrighty then! It should help us get through a few lean months in the summer and help reduce the scary credit card debt.
Theo's babysitter is pregnant, which means that she will probably be on maternity leave for November and December. So, in a way, having a light work schedule will be good on that front. I have great friends who can help out, but I hate having to get to plan G when I am trying to get out the door to a birth. I like plan A to work most of the time.
Hoping to be laying a new patio this week. Phil was supposed to have the whole week off to help me, but will probably only have a couple of days. I am going to plow ahead, though, because I have important Margarita drinking to do on my new patio when I am off call in two weeks.
I had what I thought was going to be a big fight with Phil about his job, which has been getting really stagnant and not good for him. It morphed into a good talk and we decided that he was going to try and find something else -- with a preferance for something in Ann Arbor, but an openness to work somewhere else. I told him to hurry up, though, before I get a bunch of commitments eight months out. I had been relying on him staying stable because my work was all over the place, but I realized that we have gotten through a lot worse before, money-wise and that we can just sell everything that is not bolted down (hmm, I wonder what price a spirited middle-aged Corgi might bring?) and be ok.
On the money front, I met this amazing Nicaraguan midwife at a party on Saturday night. She told a story about how she saw her town midwife literally working magic as a child and how that inspired her to become a midwife herself. Right before I left, she saw me scratching my palm and told me that I had to immediately stick my hand down my shirt (she would have said purse or pocket, but I didn't have any) because the palm-scratching was a sign that money was coming to me. On Sunday, my parents gave me a check for several thousand dollars, saying that it was a remnant of an inheritance from my grandmother and they thought it was time to give it to me. Alrighty then! It should help us get through a few lean months in the summer and help reduce the scary credit card debt.
Theo's babysitter is pregnant, which means that she will probably be on maternity leave for November and December. So, in a way, having a light work schedule will be good on that front. I have great friends who can help out, but I hate having to get to plan G when I am trying to get out the door to a birth. I like plan A to work most of the time.
Hoping to be laying a new patio this week. Phil was supposed to have the whole week off to help me, but will probably only have a couple of days. I am going to plow ahead, though, because I have important Margarita drinking to do on my new patio when I am off call in two weeks.