Notice I didn’t title this “Blessed with worries.” Because I’m not just one big ball of worries all the time. That wouldn’t be a blessing. That sounds downright miserable. However, I do have worries, even though I feel like my life is very blessed.
Blessings:
I have the most incredible opportunity to stay home with our children right now. Of course it didn’t happen how I ever expected it to, but it has been the greatest blessing imaginable.
I have a beautiful family, 2 members of which just so happen to be the most amazing, wonderful little girls I know.
We are healthy.
We have a good roof over our heads and food on our table. That roof is located in one of the best parts of the state, so we’re doubly blessed.
We are lucky enough to live a pretty comfortable life on really 1 income right now.
Worries:
My perfect, dream job income stream from earlier this year is gone, and I have no idea how I’m going to replace it for next year.
Everything I saved up from said job is also gone, thankfully paying some of our biggest bills for the year, but it’s still done. Fortunately we have a solid chunk in savings, but burning through that because I don’t have any readily available cash flow is the last thing I want to do. We’re going to have to use some of it for a little while, but hopefully that will end much sooner than later.
I don’t want to have to go back to full-time work already.
We have a couple looming house projects that will be major. How we are going to finance them is my main concern.
So I guess my real question is, who has the winning lottery numbers for me?