So, something like 2 months ago, I said I was going to update soon. And I lied. Not intentionally, of course. More like life happened.
My dad was suddenly unemployed. My parents were four months away from losing their home as a result. The home I grew up in. The home my parents will probably live in until their deaths. The one “assett” they had. They were angry at each other. Stressed. Afraid. It was miserable.
My employer for the last two years had finally received permission to open my position for permanent hire. And two days after I was told I was selected, the position was put on budget hold. Indefinitely. I had 2 months left on my contract before I was also facing unemployment.
Now, either one of these could probably be dealt with minimal stress using family, friends, and community for support. But receiving both bits of news within a week was really hard for my family.
And now, so many weeks later, we have received two good pieces of news within seven days as well: we’re both employed permanently again.
This means I get to move in with the Boy.
This means my parents are not going to be homeless.
This means we can sleep without worry.