Rambling Thoughts

Yesterday was hard. Like, cry more than once at two different times of the day hard. It was a day that had me thinking, "Why me? Why does this have to happen at this time?" It's hard to work so hard for everything that we have and feel like we are being hit left and right with things that are taking it away.

Monday night we went to bed with the heat on. Tuesday morning we woke up to a house that was 63 degrees. Our furnace was broken and there was nothing we could do to fix it but call someone. We finally got someone to come yesterday and in his words, "I tell people not to buy a house that has this brand and model of furnaces in them because they just don't work like they should. They're a bad model of furnaces." It turns out that they don't make many of the parts anymore and it is likely to keep breaking down. I wanted to hear none of this.

His next words I wanted to hear even less. "There goes your Christmas, am I right?" You better believe there goes our Christmas because we don't have an extra $2,500 laying around for this type of thing. There goes our Christmas, Taylor buying a truck, and buying anything besides groceries..

I'm twenty-one. I'm a twenty-one year old that is about to spend $2,500 on a new furnace while expecting a baby in less than three months. I never thought that I would face these problems at twenty-one, but I am.

This morning I woke up with a better attitude. It was a new day, and my terrible Thursday was over. I have accepted that we have to spend way more money than I want to fix/replace our furnace. Then I got a shovel full of dirt thrown in my face at preschool that went down my shirt and stayed there until preschool was over.

And you know what? Life kept going on. Life is hard. Oh so very hard, but I survived a terrible Thursday and woke up to a new day. And I am simply grateful for the new day. Even if it did include way more dirt than I wanted it to.