I'm sorry it's been so long since my last post. Things have gotten a bit tricky lately.
Since my job is anywhere from forty minutes to an hour and fifteen minutes from where we live in the South Suburbs, Nathan and I were planning on moving when our lease is up, which is at the end of next month. We looked at apartments in suburbs between here and work but everything seemed way too much money for not too much apartment.
Then, Nathan's dad, Craig, offered to let us rent the house we were going to buy earlier. The rent would have been much cheaper than anything we could have found in the suburbs. As we started to plan and get ready for that, Nathan came home from work last Wednesday and told me he'd lost his job.
His company's profits have been falling and Nathan already survived a round of layoffs in December. Being in HR he knew this round was coming, but he was let go a day before everyone else.
I panicked at first, but when we calmed down and looked at things more objectively, the situation isn't as bad as it could be.
We did the whole living on one income thing when it took me four months at the beginning of our marriage to find a job. I make more now than Nathan did then and while we both worked, we were able to put some money in the bank. As long as Nathan gets a job before too long, we should be okay.
I don't know what's going to happen with the house. I'd like to think we can still live there, but we'll have to see.
And to be honest, this all comes at just about the prefect time. We were trying to move back home anyway and home is closer to my job than here, so it works out.
Still, last Thursday I reflected on the situation and found it to be just the right mind set to go into Lent with. I'm scared but hopeful.