Several weeks ago when I decided I wanted to start writing this blog, i decided to start roughly six months out, and continue six months after, engaging in a one-year exploration. While I fully understand the difference between calendar months, strictly-four-week-months, and 28 day cycles, for the purposes of this blog, I decided to use your run-of-the-mill Gregorian Calendar months. That’s why I chose December 6th as my starting date.
Apparently that wasn’t the only significance of this date. Today at around 11:30am I found out that as of February 1st, I will be going from full-time to part-time at my job. This is slightly on the really really scary side of things because going from 40 hours to 20 hours not only means a drastic pay cut, but with it, there goes my family’s health insurance. Um, with mountains of debt and a baby on the way, this isn’t exactly my idea of a good time. We’re a bit freaked out right now. I know in the end, everything will be okay and we’re not going to have to check into the Poor House, but right now, it feels like a giant punch in the gut.
You guys are going to land on your feet. We had the job rug pulled out from under our feet twice last year, and it’s terrifying, especially when you first get the news. You’re both smart, talented, employable people, and this is not the beginning of some failure downspin. If you want to talk about any of it (including insurance, we just went through getting ourselves covered w/o an employer), feel free.
Love,
Rachael and Bob
Thanks Rachael, I’m sure we’ll be hitting you guys up for advice here soon, once we see what kind of hand we are dealt with the insurance.