The Creator
Okay, so the bills are mounting in a neat little pile on top the filing cabinet. If this keeps up it won’t be long we’ll have enough to wallpaper the office with but I don’t think that’s what the people had in mind when they sent them. I’m getting more than a little nervous about what to do and I’m not coming up with very many answers. My plan was that the house would be sold by now but the powers that be had other things in their plans.
It’s not so much that I mind things turning around on me and facing a different set of circumstances only there are some things I definitely didn’t plan for. I wasn’t expecting the dishwasher to break down and a repair bill to the tune of 220.00 dollars. Old Betsy, the beat up car, I thought would keep me on the road but she choked and died and needed attention too. And now I need to come up with 150.00 dollars of fees to get my foot in the door of the Canadian Professional Counsellors Association before they change their regulations. Then there’s the car insurance not to mention the bill at the hardware store for material we bought to fix the house to get it ready for sale which we’re still trying to catch up to.
I don’t want to focus on lack because I believe that whatever I focus on I get more of, and I certainly don’t want more of that to come into play. I have enough of that going on right now; but at the same time it’s hard to stay grounded in optimism and not see lack when this kind of stuff stares us in the face everyday.
Having said all that, I feel like I’m belly aching with my gut full. I do have food on the table, a roof over my head, clothes on my back and love in my heart. Already that’s more than a lot of people have and I’m grateful for all of that but to be quite honest, I could use a little less stress around the financial end of things at the moment.
I’m trying real hard to stay on track and to lean into that big “T” word but trust is a slippery bugger to hang on to at times like this. So here’s my request. If you have a pair of grip gloves I could borrow or better yet if you have any ideas on how we can magically produce more income in the next little while, I’d really appreciate if you could drop either those gloves or those ideas at our front door. In the meantime I'll try to hang on here.
And if you don't mind, could you hurry. You know the address don’t you? Thanks.
Writefully Yours
Annette
Okay, so the bills are mounting in a neat little pile on top the filing cabinet. If this keeps up it won’t be long we’ll have enough to wallpaper the office with but I don’t think that’s what the people had in mind when they sent them. I’m getting more than a little nervous about what to do and I’m not coming up with very many answers. My plan was that the house would be sold by now but the powers that be had other things in their plans.
It’s not so much that I mind things turning around on me and facing a different set of circumstances only there are some things I definitely didn’t plan for. I wasn’t expecting the dishwasher to break down and a repair bill to the tune of 220.00 dollars. Old Betsy, the beat up car, I thought would keep me on the road but she choked and died and needed attention too. And now I need to come up with 150.00 dollars of fees to get my foot in the door of the Canadian Professional Counsellors Association before they change their regulations. Then there’s the car insurance not to mention the bill at the hardware store for material we bought to fix the house to get it ready for sale which we’re still trying to catch up to.
I don’t want to focus on lack because I believe that whatever I focus on I get more of, and I certainly don’t want more of that to come into play. I have enough of that going on right now; but at the same time it’s hard to stay grounded in optimism and not see lack when this kind of stuff stares us in the face everyday.
Having said all that, I feel like I’m belly aching with my gut full. I do have food on the table, a roof over my head, clothes on my back and love in my heart. Already that’s more than a lot of people have and I’m grateful for all of that but to be quite honest, I could use a little less stress around the financial end of things at the moment.
I’m trying real hard to stay on track and to lean into that big “T” word but trust is a slippery bugger to hang on to at times like this. So here’s my request. If you have a pair of grip gloves I could borrow or better yet if you have any ideas on how we can magically produce more income in the next little while, I’d really appreciate if you could drop either those gloves or those ideas at our front door. In the meantime I'll try to hang on here.
And if you don't mind, could you hurry. You know the address don’t you? Thanks.Writefully Yours
Annette
1 comment:
The little kitten is so cute.
Hang in there kiddo. "Trust", it's all we have and yet it's hard to put our hands on, never mind our hearts. Just look at the weather outside and smile. If it gets any nicer, we will have to call it Summer. Easy driving to school for November. I saw robins in the yard over the weekend! One gift after another. Trust, it's all we have.
love always,
Phillis
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