Blogs are kind of a funny thing - social media in general, I guess - we share the best parts of our lives and not always the REAL parts of our lives. Most try to stay upbeat because no one wants to read a blog that's a downer. The funny thing is, no one really wants to read a blog where this unrealistic perfect life is portrayed either… at least I don't. It's not good for this non-perfect self. :)
I shared bits and pieces about losing our baby, but I didn't tell you Zac was out of work for the whole thing.
There, I said it… Ten months of being unemployed has been rough.
We both strongly believe there was a reason. And that reason was that I needed him home during a difficult time. The timeline was too perfect to be coincidental.
I will say, ten months of being a pretend middle aged retired couple while still in the prime our lives has been pretty darn fun, though. Zac's back to work now and traveling like crazy. We've gone from Zac all the time, to Zac very little of the time.
The exciting new development is that what started as a "job" for me (and at times this last year has been very heavy) has now turned into the coolest hobby with a pay check…and requires that I file monthly taxes. Eh.
The impulsive, over-night decision to sell furniture was planned as temporary. The original plan was to bring in a little each month until the pocket book went back to being less "tight". Now that we're there, I've had to stop and think about priorities. Do I want to continue painting? Do I want to go back to being exclusively a stay-at-home mom? What's best for my family?
I've given it much thought and the answer is yes to the first and no to the second. My little side business makes me happy. I love my "nap time" job. It's perfect for me.