Saturday was remarkably uneventful. Emily slept until noon. We had lunch and before we knew it, Geoff was home. We hung around the house, played games, and tried not to overheat. Emily skyped with her Washington cousins. Children of varying ages trying to have a conversation is awkward and comical.
Emily managed to convince Geoff to play hide and seek, and they ran around the house laughing for about an hour. Emily was particularly hyper, doing animal impressions until way past the old people’s bedtime.
Trying to only spend nine dollars per day per person is frustrating. It severely limits our choices of activities. Sure, there are plenty of things one can do without spending money, but it’s annoying when you realize that you can’t even afford to get yourself a drink to cool off, or a snack if you’re hungry.
I’m trying to keep my chin up. If we’re going to get out of this hole, we’re going to have to make some sacrifices. I just wish it didn’t have to happen while Emily is here. Geoff loves buying her stuff and taking her places. I think being broke is especially hard on him because he grew up middle class. He’s just not accustomed to not being able to have stuff or to give stuff.
Soon, I’ll be going back to work, and we’ll have one less person to feed. I’m not looking forward to the latter in the least. But the money will stretch just a bit further. Things will eventually go back to normal.
Good things are in the future. I’m just going to keep saying it until it’s true.