We've spent a lot of time addressing the issue of poverty, and how a community should respond. It has really opened my eyes to why so many of my students make the decisions they do.
I've always wondered why a child may go without several meals throughout the week because of lack of money, yet have a super nice cell phone or iPod, nice clothes and cable television.
Growing up, I always knew we were "poor," but it never really felt like it. We may not have had the nicest clothes, but we never went without a meal, and my parents did an excellent job of making the annual carnival seem really dangerous and sleezy (making me not want to go), rather than worrying us because the bills weren't getting paid.
But, that's not what this is about.
I know there are people that are seriously struggling under our current economic situation. And I know there are people that are living paycheck to paycheck. But until recently, we weren't those people. And then, it all kinda seemed to hit the fan.
The Hubs lost all opportunities for overtime, because the department got their leash shortened.
Our AC went out, in July, and we
And we became regular tithers at church. We used to tithe when we remembered the checkbook (about once every 6 weeks). Then we just started keeping a checkbook in the car.
I'm not putting all this out there to air our dirty laundry or anything, but just to share my recent revelation. No one is immune.
The best laid plan can still crumble. Savings accounts can hold only $.04. And, hopefully, a family of 3 can make it 4 more days on, um, $141.
The great news is that this is really teaching me the difference between necessity and oh-my-goodness-this shirt-is-to-die-for-and-it's-on-sale-and-these-shoes-would-look-so-awesome-with-it-and-let's-celebrate-the-awesome-find-with-a-chicken-salad-sammy-from-Arby's!
Also, I'm learning that even though my checking account is dangerously low, all our bills have been paid for this month. The mortgage is up to date. I know that I've got enough food in the kitchen to last weeks. Well, except for milk. But that's primarily because I drink it like it's going out of style. We have soaps, shampoos, plenty of clothes, cars, insurance. Jobs. Even when we struggle, we still have it so much better than so many.
There are about 12,000 homeless people in my state. Whether it's because they have chosen the lifestyle or have fallen on hard times, the point is that each night, it's a guess as to where they will lay their heads.
And even though I'm stressing about making the nearly empty gallon of milk and half a loaf of bread last until Tuesday, Ansley had a warm bath, a nice snack, is sleeping in a comfy bed, and my tummy is full.
And the AC is cooling nicely.