It’s like rehearsal…but I get paid.
Sarah took a second job. I hate it.
“It’s not like you don’t take odd jobs to help out…” she says.
My “odd jobs” are theatre related. It’s my addiction. Now, it’s also what I have a degree in and 20 years of experience in…but it’s still a glorified hobby. I also get to learn things that will help me in my day job.
I hate that it takes time away from the family.
“Well…it’s like rehearsal, but I get paid.” She had to drop out of a show that her sister and best friend is in because of this job. It’s a show with a great cast and will be tons of fun, but she had to give it up…for financial reasons…belch.
“I love their clothes, and I get to play dress up all day with customers…” I guess that does mean less time playing dress up with me and Tony. She’s working at Anne Taylor Loft. She loves the clothes there and will get a good discount. I guess those are bonuses.
I guess I just really want her to know how much I appreciate what she is doing. I also understand the sacrifices she is making in order to help our situation. Just so you know, we are not destitute or homeless, but we have been behind on bills for a while and tired of the phone calls. This job and some of the little stuff I’m doing is an attempt to get ahead. I just hate that it has gotten to this point.
Thank you, Sarah…I love you.
July 23rd, 2009 at 4:22 am
[sigh], yep, being in the financial pit sucks. sound like you guys have a team approach to it though, which is a great foundation. Would be interested if you’re both open to sharing, what dynamics are intentionally at work in your relationship with each other and as parents that get you through the pressure cooker intact and sane. (IF that’s appropriate, that it. There’s no expectation for you to bare all)