Week Eighteen - A Day in The Life - Cooler Temperatures
We are back in the house and
it’s cool again! But
what a torture to get here!
As expected, my parents used
this situation to tell
us what we are doing wrong and what we should do instead. They lectured
us on the
value of savings (don’t they get it that
The problem I now worry about
is, how are we going to
be able to pay them back? They made us sign a contract that states how
much we
need to pay each month and how long it will take until we pay them off,
an
eternity! So now, in addition to all our monthly expenses, we will have
one
more bill to pay.
Paul is as worried as I am,
crunching numbers and
discussing how we are going to cut on this and trim that in order to
squeeze
out the money for my parents. In fact, I must say that this emergency
got us
closer together. What happened the last couple of months between us
seems to be
so insignificant at this point that I am not even thinking about it any
more.
Paul and I are in this together.
We have very long
term commitments and need to get along and be a team. I always read in
magazines that couples should feel they are a team. I guess we are a
team now,
Paul and I, forced by a situation that gives us little or no choice.
Now we can’t even go
camping any longer, with this
new regime of austerity and my parents watching us like hawks. I can
just
imagine what they would say if they heard we went camping! I wander
whether or
not we made a mistake in buying this house. It felt so good and so
right at the
time, but now I see that we really didn’t know what we were
getting into, as we
had never owned a house before. Perhaps we should have waited
until…
What’s the point of
going over the past? This is what
Paul always complains about me: he says I tend to obsess about what
happened
and cannot let go… Perhaps he is right. I just wished I
could think of
something that could make a difference, but I know there is nothing to
do,
aside from what we are doing.
A good thing in all of this is
that my mother acted
as though we never had that conversation. And, if she told my father,
he
certainly did not let it show. I must say he could have been worse.
This could
have been his opportunity to pile more criticisms on Paul, but he
stayed away
from that. I guess now we need to be more involved with them. I
don’t want them
to feel we get in touch with them only when we need
something…