Even though today is Halloween, like all retailers across America my mind is on Christmas. Mostly because of the amazing start C and I had last night to our Christmas shopping. It was on eBay.
I consider myself fairly savvy when it comes to the internet. I do social media, I shop online and bank online. However, I have never been comfortable with eBay for some reason. Maybe it's because I have never been good at cards, betting or gaming strategy. Whatever the reason, I couldn't bring myself to get an eBay account and bid on the wonderful things available there. It was too scary - which is very embarrassing, because my mom buys stuff on eBay all the time! I think I actually asked her to bid on stuff for me a couple of times.
C had never done eBay either, but the other night when we were looking on Amazon and some comic websites to find superhero figures for R's Xmas list, I decided to look on eBay and, JACKPOT, people sell action figures in loose lots of 5-12 figures! And the opening bid for most of these sets were around $5.00! But, you had to bid of course and the auction was 7 days long.
So each night we would check on the lots of superheroes we liked (there were 3 we considering). C decided to sign up for an account and together we read carefully how the bidding process worked. With three days left in the auction, C bid on a lot.
"You are the current high bidder!" eBay said. C was pleased.
C made a bid on another lot we liked. As soon as he hit the submit button, a window popped up.
"You have been overbid."
WHAT? He bid again.
"You have been overbid."
We quickly realized that the previous bidder had bid a much higher amount than us, and eBay was automatically bidding for him.
"Well, how do we find out what that bidder's top limit is?" C asked. We also quickly realized that eBay does not let newbies like us (or anyone for that matter) have access to info like that. A bidding strategy was needed.
This is where I bailed out of the process. I don't do strategy, in cards, in games, in politics, in anything...it is not a strength of mine. But C (you know how I mentioned before he has a competitive streak in him?) he was like: BRING IT ON, eBAY.
He watched, he waited, and last night on the final night of the auction, he disappeared upstairs for the final hour of the auction where you can do rapid fire one-click bidding. I got R ready for bed, (bath, books, teeth, show) and put him down (songs, kisses, prayer, hugs).
I went upstairs to our room, where C was smiling triumphantly. He had done well. We had won two of the lots we were watching, and also found a last minute "Buy it now" purchase to make up for the one lot he missed out on.
All told, we got about 15 figures for about $30.00 - pretty great! R will be elated! The start of a very merry Christmas!
Oh, and Happy Halloween!
-the good stepwitch
Thursday, October 31, 2013
Saturday, October 26, 2013
Superheroes and Pumpkins
It was an absolutely beautiful fall day today! Sunny and crisp and full of activity! R had his last swimming lesson of his session and got a very good "report card" from his swim teacher. She suggested one more Eel session and then thought he would be ready to move up to Ray! R also got a really cute YMCA swimming t-shirt, nice!
C and I loaded R up in the car after swimming to head to a comic book store in Delaware that our local librarian had mentioned was having a super sale/halloween party. Kids that came in costume would get a goody bag and a free comic! We were so in!!!
Here is R in the parking lot of the comic book shop. He asked C earlier to call him "Peter Parker" because that was his secret identity. I think C felt very proud of R for being so into his character...
The comic shop was awesome. R got 3 (!) free comics, a goody bag, he got to play his first game of pinball (and he did pretty well!). And he got to look at action figures, TONS of action figures...
We also carved our pumpkin tonight. R was very clear that he did not want a scary pumpkin, so after looking at all the stencils that came with our pumpkin carving tool kit, he decided he didn't like any of them. So mommy got creative and drew a happy pumpkin face on paper, which R helped me stencil onto the pumpkin. The daddy set to work carving. The result is a happy pumpkin and a happy boy!
-the good stepwitch
C and I loaded R up in the car after swimming to head to a comic book store in Delaware that our local librarian had mentioned was having a super sale/halloween party. Kids that came in costume would get a goody bag and a free comic! We were so in!!!
Here is R in the parking lot of the comic book shop. He asked C earlier to call him "Peter Parker" because that was his secret identity. I think C felt very proud of R for being so into his character...
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| Here R is as mild-mannered Peter Parker. I think he looks like he belongs in a Hans & Frans skit from SNL |
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| Look out! It's really Spiderman! And he's been working out at the gym! |
The comic shop was awesome. R got 3 (!) free comics, a goody bag, he got to play his first game of pinball (and he did pretty well!). And he got to look at action figures, TONS of action figures...
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| I think he could have stayed here for an hour. |
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| "Mommy I'm reading my comic, but I'm just making up stories for the pictures." |
We also carved our pumpkin tonight. R was very clear that he did not want a scary pumpkin, so after looking at all the stencils that came with our pumpkin carving tool kit, he decided he didn't like any of them. So mommy got creative and drew a happy pumpkin face on paper, which R helped me stencil onto the pumpkin. The daddy set to work carving. The result is a happy pumpkin and a happy boy!
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| Helping mommy stencil |
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| Helping daddy pull out the carved pieces |
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| Silly boy! |
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| Two cute little pumpkins! |
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| I love jack-o-lanterns! Happy Halloween! |
-the good stepwitch
Saturday, October 19, 2013
Pumpkins and other stuff
Random mish-mosh of info today. Be prepared to jump from topic to topic...
I was in Louisiana for a couple of days for work, and had an interesting conversation with a woman, part of the team that makes up our client for the job. It confirmed what I had always figured, I would never make an acceptable southern wife. This woman had perfect hair and nails and a different amazing suit/shoes/handbag combo each day I saw her - something that would usually make me feel a little shabby (and not at all chic) but she had a lovely southern drawl and was so charming that I couldn't help but feel comfortable with her, even if the heels of own shoes were horribly scuffed and the insoles were currently held in place with double stick tape.
(sidenote: I am one of those annoying people who cannot help but mimic the way someone is talking to me if they have an accent. I always worry someone will think I am mocking them.)
We were talking about our families at one point and I mentioned I had 2 teenage stepdaughters at home and my four-year-old son. "Who looks after things when you're away?" she asked me. "Oh, my husband's at home," I answered. Her eyes literally widened, and she shook her head side to side. "My, you are brave lady to let him handle all that." I sort of chuckled (in a very coy, southern way..) "Oh well you know, he's actually very good at handling all sorts of things around the house."
Very good??? Hell, C could run the house with one hand tied behind his back from Louisiana if he had to! It's me who goes to pieces when C travels: I have to take H where? At WHAT time, and then pick up A and 3 friends from who's house? What do I do with R? When do we eat, and more importantly, WHAT do we eat? I don't really do the whole cooking thing! HELP! Mom, Dad, can you come over???
I would make a terrible Southern wife. I cannot have perfectly coiffed hair at 8:00 in the morning, and I cannot allow myself to purchase $100 shoes. I can't cook or entertain or make endless small talk in an charming and intelligent manner. Thankfully, I don't think we will ever move to the south.
I was so looking forward to this weekend and being home with my family after traveling. R had swimming lessons this morning, and I swam with him for about 20 minutes prior to him lesson, which I love. At least, I love it now that our YMCA has a new heated pool for swimming lessons. In the past lessons were held in a pool that was filled with water that felt like it was about 65˙F. C and I would reluctantly get in the pool with R for his pre-lesson swim and then high-tail it to the showers afterwards to thaw out. But now with a heated pool, pre-lesson swims are lovely and R loves showing off what new swimming skills he's working on.
We also got our fall pumpkins today. R was very set this year in what he wished to do with our pumpkins. He wanted a big pumpkin to carve, a medium pumpkin to paint, and a little pumpkin to draw on. So that's what we got.
We finished R's evening by watching "It's the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown!" which R had never seen before. He loved it. He would have watched Snoopy dance to Schroder's piano playing for an hour. He was a mass of giggles.
C left after dinner tonight to head down to D.C. for the Army ten-miler annual race which is tomorrow. His brother, who lives in D.C. is doing the race too so C is staying with him tonight rather than drive down ridiculously early in the morning. It sounds like a lovely route and the weather should be good, so hopefully this will be a good finish to the "racing" season. We have been attending a lot running and bike races this fall. It has been fun and exciting, but I think C is ready to have some time off.
Tomorrow, we will have soccer, only two games left! Then we will see if we can carve our big pumpkin when Chris gets home.
Happy Fall, y'all!
-the good stepwitch
I was in Louisiana for a couple of days for work, and had an interesting conversation with a woman, part of the team that makes up our client for the job. It confirmed what I had always figured, I would never make an acceptable southern wife. This woman had perfect hair and nails and a different amazing suit/shoes/handbag combo each day I saw her - something that would usually make me feel a little shabby (and not at all chic) but she had a lovely southern drawl and was so charming that I couldn't help but feel comfortable with her, even if the heels of own shoes were horribly scuffed and the insoles were currently held in place with double stick tape.
(sidenote: I am one of those annoying people who cannot help but mimic the way someone is talking to me if they have an accent. I always worry someone will think I am mocking them.)
We were talking about our families at one point and I mentioned I had 2 teenage stepdaughters at home and my four-year-old son. "Who looks after things when you're away?" she asked me. "Oh, my husband's at home," I answered. Her eyes literally widened, and she shook her head side to side. "My, you are brave lady to let him handle all that." I sort of chuckled (in a very coy, southern way..) "Oh well you know, he's actually very good at handling all sorts of things around the house."
Very good??? Hell, C could run the house with one hand tied behind his back from Louisiana if he had to! It's me who goes to pieces when C travels: I have to take H where? At WHAT time, and then pick up A and 3 friends from who's house? What do I do with R? When do we eat, and more importantly, WHAT do we eat? I don't really do the whole cooking thing! HELP! Mom, Dad, can you come over???
I would make a terrible Southern wife. I cannot have perfectly coiffed hair at 8:00 in the morning, and I cannot allow myself to purchase $100 shoes. I can't cook or entertain or make endless small talk in an charming and intelligent manner. Thankfully, I don't think we will ever move to the south.
I was so looking forward to this weekend and being home with my family after traveling. R had swimming lessons this morning, and I swam with him for about 20 minutes prior to him lesson, which I love. At least, I love it now that our YMCA has a new heated pool for swimming lessons. In the past lessons were held in a pool that was filled with water that felt like it was about 65˙F. C and I would reluctantly get in the pool with R for his pre-lesson swim and then high-tail it to the showers afterwards to thaw out. But now with a heated pool, pre-lesson swims are lovely and R loves showing off what new swimming skills he's working on.
We also got our fall pumpkins today. R was very set this year in what he wished to do with our pumpkins. He wanted a big pumpkin to carve, a medium pumpkin to paint, and a little pumpkin to draw on. So that's what we got.
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| Pumpkins for all! |
R went right to work painting his pumpkin. He chose a modern approach. I love watching him do anything artistic. I makes me smile inside and out!
We finished R's evening by watching "It's the Great Pumpkin, Charlie Brown!" which R had never seen before. He loved it. He would have watched Snoopy dance to Schroder's piano playing for an hour. He was a mass of giggles.
C left after dinner tonight to head down to D.C. for the Army ten-miler annual race which is tomorrow. His brother, who lives in D.C. is doing the race too so C is staying with him tonight rather than drive down ridiculously early in the morning. It sounds like a lovely route and the weather should be good, so hopefully this will be a good finish to the "racing" season. We have been attending a lot running and bike races this fall. It has been fun and exciting, but I think C is ready to have some time off.
Tomorrow, we will have soccer, only two games left! Then we will see if we can carve our big pumpkin when Chris gets home.
Happy Fall, y'all!
-the good stepwitch
Sunday, October 13, 2013
We survived the NYC Con!
The NYC Comic Con, that is.
A family friend of ours works at DC Comics in New York, and was able to score our family Saturday passes to Comic Con New York, which made my hubby just about explode from pure, geeky joy! He loves comics and has followed several writers, artists and series since he was a kid. The idea of going to actually meet some these people, and hopefully get some comics signed by them, was a dream come true. H is also really getting into comics, but she is more interested the fantasy, sci-fi aspect of Comic Con, so she was all in for a day of seeing people from shows she loves, seeing people dress up in amazing costumes, and to score swag from all the different vendors and reps that were there.
I am not really into comics. I am not really into sci-fi. But... my college roommate lives in Brooklyn, and I don't get to see her that often, so I was in for a day of hanging out with my girlfriend and going shopping. So fun!!
My day rocked, but I think C and H had even more fun. They loved the Con, H got her picture taken with some great people in costumes, she got lots of swag and a T-shirt, and got into a panel for a show she really likes (TeenWolf). She has already announced she wants to go next year, and that next year she wants to dress up, too! THAT will be fun!
C had an amazing day. He met one of his favorite DC writers of all time, Scott Snyder, he scored one of 50 limited first edition comics that was written Max Bemis, who is the lead signer of one of C's favorite bands, and then proceeded to meet Max Bemis, talk to him for a few minutes and get his book signed. But the greatest part of the day was getting to talk to Art Baltazar, author/artist of R's favorite comic/Tv series, Tiny Titians. C told Art how much our son loved his books and how much WE liked reading them, because they are cute and funny for adults, too. C mentioned how much R loves Wonder Woman.
(Sidenote: R's Xmas list at this moment is: A wonder woman action figure - he already has 4 - a wonder woman book, and a wonder woman bathtub (?) huh?)
So C mentions this to Art, and Art whips out a marker, signs one of his comics and grabs and a piece of paper and draws this for R:
That Art, what a nice guy! What a special day for our sci-fi, geeky group! And to KS who got us our passes and treated C and H like VIP, an extra special superhero thank you! Can't wait till next year. I may have to try this Comic Con thing out in person...I think it would be worth it just to see my hubby act like kid in a candy store!
- the good stepwitch
A family friend of ours works at DC Comics in New York, and was able to score our family Saturday passes to Comic Con New York, which made my hubby just about explode from pure, geeky joy! He loves comics and has followed several writers, artists and series since he was a kid. The idea of going to actually meet some these people, and hopefully get some comics signed by them, was a dream come true. H is also really getting into comics, but she is more interested the fantasy, sci-fi aspect of Comic Con, so she was all in for a day of seeing people from shows she loves, seeing people dress up in amazing costumes, and to score swag from all the different vendors and reps that were there.
I am not really into comics. I am not really into sci-fi. But... my college roommate lives in Brooklyn, and I don't get to see her that often, so I was in for a day of hanging out with my girlfriend and going shopping. So fun!!
My day rocked, but I think C and H had even more fun. They loved the Con, H got her picture taken with some great people in costumes, she got lots of swag and a T-shirt, and got into a panel for a show she really likes (TeenWolf). She has already announced she wants to go next year, and that next year she wants to dress up, too! THAT will be fun!
C had an amazing day. He met one of his favorite DC writers of all time, Scott Snyder, he scored one of 50 limited first edition comics that was written Max Bemis, who is the lead signer of one of C's favorite bands, and then proceeded to meet Max Bemis, talk to him for a few minutes and get his book signed. But the greatest part of the day was getting to talk to Art Baltazar, author/artist of R's favorite comic/Tv series, Tiny Titians. C told Art how much our son loved his books and how much WE liked reading them, because they are cute and funny for adults, too. C mentioned how much R loves Wonder Woman.
(Sidenote: R's Xmas list at this moment is: A wonder woman action figure - he already has 4 - a wonder woman book, and a wonder woman bathtub (?) huh?)
So C mentions this to Art, and Art whips out a marker, signs one of his comics and grabs and a piece of paper and draws this for R:
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| I framed the picture immediately! He also got a cape - we actually got 5 capes, so if you know of anyone who needs a Superman cape, we are the ones to call. |
That Art, what a nice guy! What a special day for our sci-fi, geeky group! And to KS who got us our passes and treated C and H like VIP, an extra special superhero thank you! Can't wait till next year. I may have to try this Comic Con thing out in person...I think it would be worth it just to see my hubby act like kid in a candy store!
- the good stepwitch
Sunday, October 6, 2013
Loving the weekends
Lately it feels like I have been living for the weekends. Work has been busy and somewhat frustrating, and I really just find myself wanting to be be home with the family so much, I think about it all week long: Just get me to Friday, just get me to Friday... And our weekends have been so nice for the past month, jam-packed for sure, but just wonderful, and I am so thankful for the family time we have had the last several weekends.
This weekend, I had wonderful Friday night out with my mom. She met me after work for dinner and a night out shopping in West Chester. Beautiful weather and such good girl time. We shopped at this cute vintage boutique, Mom got a beautiful ring, I got a sweet little vintage black dress and Mom treated me to an early Christmas gift: a vintage Christian Dior silk blouse. I have never owned Dior anything, so it was a serious treat and I love it!
Saturday, C and I drove with R to Philly for the annual Multiple Myeloma Research Foundation 5K which we do every year with a bunch of family members to raise money to find a cure for the cancer that took C's dad almost 5 1/2 years ago. C had a personal goal this year to finish the race in under 21 minutes, which he did. R and I cheered him on at the finish.
Afterwards we took R to the Please Touch Museum in Philly , which is really the coolest kids museum ever. We spent 3 hours there, and R could have kept going. His favorite things are shopping in the play supermarket (we did that 3 times) and shooting off air rockets in the space room.
Sunday was church and soccer. R continues to love soccer, which I am sooo happy about, because his team just isn't good. They try hard, but they just don't have the skills. R really tries hard, and is happy every week, even though he knows the other team did better (that team was tricky, he likes to tell us). I am glad he enjoys the game for the game itself.
This is what gets me through the weeks right now. Knowing good stuff like this happens on my weekends. That's where my heart and my joy are, now more than ever.
-the good stepwitch
This weekend, I had wonderful Friday night out with my mom. She met me after work for dinner and a night out shopping in West Chester. Beautiful weather and such good girl time. We shopped at this cute vintage boutique, Mom got a beautiful ring, I got a sweet little vintage black dress and Mom treated me to an early Christmas gift: a vintage Christian Dior silk blouse. I have never owned Dior anything, so it was a serious treat and I love it!
Saturday, C and I drove with R to Philly for the annual Multiple Myeloma Research Foundation 5K which we do every year with a bunch of family members to raise money to find a cure for the cancer that took C's dad almost 5 1/2 years ago. C had a personal goal this year to finish the race in under 21 minutes, which he did. R and I cheered him on at the finish.
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| Team Fighting for Frank - 2013 |
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| Team runners |
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| The start! Hubby is in the lead! |
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| Hubby coming in for his finish - first place in his age group! |
Afterwards we took R to the Please Touch Museum in Philly , which is really the coolest kids museum ever. We spent 3 hours there, and R could have kept going. His favorite things are shopping in the play supermarket (we did that 3 times) and shooting off air rockets in the space room.
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| I love that his cart contained an entire chicken, syrup, cupcakes, fish, hot dogs, plus a bunch of veggies I could never get him to eat at home. |
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| Gotta get in shape for soccer |
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| My guys XO |
Sunday was church and soccer. R continues to love soccer, which I am sooo happy about, because his team just isn't good. They try hard, but they just don't have the skills. R really tries hard, and is happy every week, even though he knows the other team did better (that team was tricky, he likes to tell us). I am glad he enjoys the game for the game itself.
This is what gets me through the weeks right now. Knowing good stuff like this happens on my weekends. That's where my heart and my joy are, now more than ever.
-the good stepwitch
Monday, September 30, 2013
The Hubby's new passion
A few months ago, C got a road bike. His cousin, his brothers, and his mom all ride road bikes and have been after C to join in the action. So a few months ago, C's cousin announced he was going to find a good used road bike for C. Which he did. And C bought it and started riding.
- the good stepwitch
C is very fit and athletic, so I knew he would pick it up quickly, even though he hadn't been on a bike in years. He did. He rode with his mom, his cousin, by himself, and on Saturday he rode in his first official ride/race: The MS City to Shore Ride.
This is a ride members of our family have been doing for 4 years now, ever since our cousin's father (Papo) was diagnosed with MS. Sadly, we lost Papo, not to MS, but to cancer, about a little over a year ago. We went to cheer family on in the race before, but this year we also went to cheer on C!
The kiddos and I drove down to Ocean City in the morning and met up with some family at a beach house that we had all rented for the weekend to use as a home base. It was a block off the ocean, and it was a beautiful September beach day. R and his sisters enjoyed running around the beach with 3 other cousins around R's age. At lunchtime, more people had arrived at the house and we were getting ready to head over to the finish line to cheer on Team Papo.
The kids had fun decorating laminated Team Papo flags to wave at the finish. At around 1:20 our team rode by waving and giving low-fives to the kids as they rode past. It was really sweet.
Everyone headed back to the beach house for a BBQ and to unwind. H and A took the little kids back while I walked with C and he pushed his bike. He was almost giddy.
"I really had a good time. I like going FAST. I really like passing people and weaving in and out of people. And I HATE it when people pass me."
Competitive? um, yeah.
So I see more races in C's future. Which is fine, cause my hubby looks pretty fine in his bike shorts...
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| 2 Cousins on the left, hubby on the right |
- the good stepwitch
Friday, September 20, 2013
Reality can bite
I read an article the other day about GenXers. I am a member of generation X (Reality Bites!!), so I was interested to read an article entitled: 10 Ways Generation X is Hosed (Jason Notte, MSN Money).
I was curious, am I really hosed?
True, the Great Recession hit us at a hard time, C and I had just purchased our home in 2006, and saw it's value plummet within weeks. We had decided the year before to try and get pregnant - and were successful rather quickly. After R's birth, I lost my job. Then I got sick.
So, yeah I felt a little hosed in 2009.
But, I also feel that things played out the way they did for a reason.
I got pregnant very quickly. Had a few months passed and the economic stability of our country continued to spiral downwards, I would have put a stop to the idea of adding to our family. We already had 3 kids whose college years (and tuitions) were sneaking up on us. We couldn't afford a fourth child. But, God had other plans.
So we welcomed R, and fell in love with him at once. I enjoyed my 3-month maternity leave. Our house didn't feel too small, it felt full of love and new futures and family. No hoses in sight!
Then I was told I would not be going back to my job. My employer couldn't afford to bring me back.
Completely hosed.
One week later, I found out I was sick.
Completely and utterly hosed.
But here's what was really happening. The only reason I found out I was sick, was because of swelling caused by the water weight I was still carrying around from the birth of my son. The swelling caused symptoms to present that otherwise might have gone unnoticed for weeks, or even months! Had I not gotten pregnant when I did, I may not have found out about my cancer until things were much worse.
And as for my job, well, I got to collect unemployment for 6 months, which allowed me to get surgery, get treatment and start healing, all while staying home with my little R. I got to be a stay-home mommy for 9 months rather than 3. I got to focus on healing without worrying about working.
And 6 months after losing my job due the bad economy, I was hired at a new firm, while the economy was still bad. No hosing there!
It's hard for me to blog now without somehow connecting things back to 2009 and everything that happened during that year. It was truly the best and worst of times. And there were plenty of times then, and since, when I have felt hosed. But now when I read articles about how GenXers are supposed to be unhappy because of losing their wealth, never being able to retire, being stuck in jobs they hate, and being buried in debt. I say:
I am healthy.
I have a job I like.
I have a home.
I have a family I love living in that home.
We live within our means.
I don't feel hosed, I feel blessed.
-the good stepwitch
I was curious, am I really hosed?
True, the Great Recession hit us at a hard time, C and I had just purchased our home in 2006, and saw it's value plummet within weeks. We had decided the year before to try and get pregnant - and were successful rather quickly. After R's birth, I lost my job. Then I got sick.
So, yeah I felt a little hosed in 2009.
But, I also feel that things played out the way they did for a reason.
I got pregnant very quickly. Had a few months passed and the economic stability of our country continued to spiral downwards, I would have put a stop to the idea of adding to our family. We already had 3 kids whose college years (and tuitions) were sneaking up on us. We couldn't afford a fourth child. But, God had other plans.
So we welcomed R, and fell in love with him at once. I enjoyed my 3-month maternity leave. Our house didn't feel too small, it felt full of love and new futures and family. No hoses in sight!
Then I was told I would not be going back to my job. My employer couldn't afford to bring me back.
Completely hosed.
One week later, I found out I was sick.
Completely and utterly hosed.
But here's what was really happening. The only reason I found out I was sick, was because of swelling caused by the water weight I was still carrying around from the birth of my son. The swelling caused symptoms to present that otherwise might have gone unnoticed for weeks, or even months! Had I not gotten pregnant when I did, I may not have found out about my cancer until things were much worse.
And as for my job, well, I got to collect unemployment for 6 months, which allowed me to get surgery, get treatment and start healing, all while staying home with my little R. I got to be a stay-home mommy for 9 months rather than 3. I got to focus on healing without worrying about working.
And 6 months after losing my job due the bad economy, I was hired at a new firm, while the economy was still bad. No hosing there!
It's hard for me to blog now without somehow connecting things back to 2009 and everything that happened during that year. It was truly the best and worst of times. And there were plenty of times then, and since, when I have felt hosed. But now when I read articles about how GenXers are supposed to be unhappy because of losing their wealth, never being able to retire, being stuck in jobs they hate, and being buried in debt. I say:
I am healthy.
I have a job I like.
I have a home.
I have a family I love living in that home.
We live within our means.
I don't feel hosed, I feel blessed.
-the good stepwitch
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