It's the Best of Times

No, really, I mean it.

Here's the bad news: PC has been out of work since October 30.

Here's the good news: PC has been home since October 30. 

See what I mean?

It's been absolutely lovely having him around the house. Remember all the trouble I was having with the boys and their math? (Or did I forget to blog about all that?) Well, he's taken it on. Yep. He is now the official math teacher. And not only has it made my stress load go way down in the mornings around here, but the boys seem to be responding well, and getting better grades. (Mixed feelings about that. It's great that they're doing better. It's great that it's a connecting time for them and their dad. But it makes me feel like one really crummy homeschool mom.) 

God opened up the doors a couple weeks ago for me to do some alterations work from home - ongoing. And, since I obviously can't absorb hours more work every week on top of what I'm already doing, PC has been helping with all kinds of stuff around the house to free me up and take some pressure off. Things like making bread, cooking dinner, doing laundry, mopping, etc. So not only am I getting to spend more time with my wonderful man, but I'm getting a bit of a break with some household stuffs. And the income from this side job is really good right now. 

Funny part is, the company I'm doing alterations for is opening a new location soon. Very near our house. And the head guy asked me a few days ago if my husband had found work yet. They're interested in possibly hiring him at the new location. Yeah, weird. But it would be totally like God to open up doors in such a funny way.

Stressful? Duh. I have no idea where the money is coming from to pay the bills stacking up on the printer. BUT... I had no idea where the money was going to come from to pay the bills I paid today. And the ones last week. But somehow, God made a way. And we're fine. No, we're MORE than fine. Because I genuinely believe we're right where God wants us for now. The bonding time, the relationship building that's going on, the lengthy talks PC and I have had about life as it is and about how we want it five years from now, the laughter, the lessons in trusting God... all of these things I am immensely grateful for. And I wouldn't trade this time for a big house and a fancy car. Not a chance. 

It's the best of times.