A few days ago after enduring in a week and a half...
- discovering mold all over a basement & garage (and all over our stored belongings ruining many items)
- getting food poisoning
- having Putty die
- taking Baby to ER for severe allergic reaction
- Kid catching lice
I asked WHAT NEXT?
And in answer came the reply...
If you've been reading long you know that after all the cuts Mr F has taken at his current job in the last 10 months we are now at a 25% paycut.
That means our mortgage is now just about 60% of our take home pay.
That's not a good ratio.
I didn't panic when he told me. Instead I went to the kitchen to stir the soup and started laughing.
Because what else can I do?
I feel like I've been cast in a movie.
And I'm really hoping it's a comedy and not a tragedy.
We're still waiting on "Project Operation Change".
So there is still a glimmer of hope on the horizon.
But it seems that we are most likely a month or two from knowing how that will turn out.
If it doesn't...
we're selling our house (because we'll have to).
And we're buying an RV.
And you can't stop me.