Friday, June 14, 2013

Filthy Rich

These last few weeks have been a whirlwind.  Brian and I sold a car, bought a car, left school for two weeks, spent a week in Folsom, spent a week in Disneyland with both our families, and returned to the lovely Rexburg, Idaho.  As you can imagine, some of these activities could possibly leave us with a little less money than we had before.
Ever since we returned to Idaho, we've had to round up all of the expenses and face the truth.  That truth is... my husband and I are both full-time students working part-time hourly jobs to pay for two cars, gas, an apartment, utilities, car insurance, cable, internet, a dog, food, surgery bills, and school.  Sometimes it's tough to think of how much money was in our bank account the week after we got married and deposited all of our gifts and then look at that account now.  Being my father's daughter, I tend to stress out about what we could have done without, what we should do without in the future, what mistakes we are making every day, etc.  Let me tell you, that is exhausting.
At least, it's exhausting until I come home from grocery shopping the sales out of the store.  And I notice something.  I have more than a quarter tank of gas in my car.  My first-semester American Foundations teacher stops me as I'm leaving because he remembers my name and wants to know how I'm doing.  My dog runs out of the apartment, tail wagging, tongue flapping, as soon as I open the door because he is so excited to see me.  My cabinets are brimming full of food.  My refrigerator has fresh milk, eggs, and cheese.  My freezer has the top tier of my wedding cake, anxiously waiting to be eaten in two and a half months.  My husband left his sweaty work-out clothes on the ground and his two knee surgeries this year have been more than successful.  I found out today that I'm receiving financial aid that will pay my entire tuition.  My mom is calling me with great stories about being a doula.
And I realized.  What more can I ask for?  In those moments that I get stressed out, Brian says something to me that really helps calm me down.  He reminds me that "We will never have enough money."  But I don't have a doubt that will we always be rich.

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