I have nothing to offer today. I am sick to my stomach about where we are financially. I know it’s just a temporary hiccup, but even in the days of consistent overdrafts and other stupid mistakes, I never felt THIS out of control. My wife and I aren’t on the same page because she can’t handle it. And I can’t handle the stress of this AND her so I just keep her in the dark and tell her things are tight and we need to spend as little as possible. But every time I think about it — which, today, has been just about every minute — I feel ill. Heavy chest, knot in stomach, want to sleep until it’s over ill. And I know that’s not helping anything, but that’s where I am.
Tomorrow is a new day. I’ve got to wake up and start thinking about all of the things I have coming my way that will get us right back on track. Business is picking up, I have painting commissions out of nowhere, garage sale, payday…. it’s coming. Tomorrow, that’s where my mind AND ACTIONS will be.