This post has been popping up on my facebook page lately. http://whatever.scalzi.com/2005/09/03/being-poor/
It lists some of the realities of being poor. I am so thankful that I have not been in many of these situations but I have been close too close for comfort. I am fortunate that I was able to take time after I was laid off to job search. My unemployment income while less that my employment covers my bills with a bit leftover. I am thankful hubby is supportive of me not rushing into an unsatisfying position just to have a job.
The above link and my time off work has made me ponder the so-called American dream. You know the one with a big house, 2 new cars, all the required boats and toys and vacations to somewhere tropical. I have known for sometime that this life wasn’t for me but the last 6 months have made this even more clear.
I have LOVED my time at home. I can play in the kitchen, garden or the shop. My time is my own and is not controlled by a boss requiring me to make them more money. That said, I do miss working. I miss the daily challenges that came with my job. When I go back to work though I want to be sure it doing something that keeps me happy and allows me to bloom.
I am satisfied with our simple life in our little house on the plains and this makes me happy.