Can I whine just a little bit? You can skip this post if you like, it’s fine.
We had the A/C repairman out this week. Again. We might have been their best customer this year: I believe we saw them four times between May and now. We have two units, so it was two visits per unit, but still, I find that excessive, don’t you? And thanks to one of those visits, we had to replace a heat pump with a furnace and do some other expensive crap. It was great. (Can you hear the sarcasm?)
It’s just been a stupid expensive year. We started off with some insulation to try to keep the winter temperature in the house above 62. My car needed body work, and then new brakes a couple of months later. The girl’s car needed some repair. We had our own A/C issues, plus a repair at our rental property. We had to redo two sets of wooden stairs outside once one rotted and broke, as well as redo the concrete work and build a new retaining wall. A dog got sick and along with vet bills, we added an expensive monthly medication to our vet expenses. We had to replace two tires on the husband’s car.
It just keeps coming and coming. We try to plan for projects that need to get done, but then something else falls apart and the other stuff never happens. I keep thinking things are looking up and we might get to turn this ship around, and then bam, something breaks and we have to pay for it. And this is all on top of all the senior year/off to college expenses.
I’m tired, friends. And just a little frazzled.
I know it will be okay, and we’ll muddle through just fine. I keep telling myself all the “cheer up” things I can think of, and in my head I know they’re true and sometimes they help. And yet, I worry, and it’s been hard at times to manage my depression/anxiety crap. It ebbs and flows, and I really do think I might be on the upswing, as long as I can keep the house from falling down around me!
Plus that’s what I have my knitting for, right? (Well, and meds too, thankfully.) My knitting has definitely been therapy for me the last several months and right now my Dotted Rays shawl is my favorite. It’s so soft and squishy and soothing, garter stitch over and over…
When it’s done, it’s going to be the coziest shawl ever, I do believe. Yarn is Zen Yarn Garden Serenity 20, which only seems appropriate. I need some zen in my life!
You know, every time I write posts like this, I worry that they’re too honest, that I’m sharing too much, and maybe I should just journal. But…whatever. It helps me to write them. And maybe it helps others to know they’re not alone, or to show those who haven’t experienced it that depression isn’t always a “cure it and it goes away” kind of thing.
Poor you! You should definitely get yourself some chocolate and yarn time!
I know how you feel about the bills. We’re also having unexpected bills coming in so I had to postpone some things I have been saving up for.
Well, gives me the new challenge of trying to make things instead of buying.
Yarn + chocolate + wine = my evening plans for sure!
Here’s hoping things turn around soon for both of us!
Your evening plans sound like a good cure 🙂
I’m sure thing will turn around. It’s just money after all.
It seems like every few years we get a year like that too. Hopefully things settle down for you soon. I love your dotted rays shawl!
I think you’re allowed to whine with that year!!!! It’s tough when it just feels like it’s one thing after another. I hope it’s come to an end and I think I would just go hole up somewhere comfy and knit for a while!
Thank you! I definitely retreat into my knitting a lot right now, with a dog or two (or three!) nearby.
That sounds perfect- knitting and furrr friends help everything!
I love that you share things like this. I love the honesty of blogs compared to instagram and other social media. It feels like some years are worse than others and things pile on top of each other and it can feel like I will be under that much stress always. Good yarn and good people help.
Love this comment! Yes, and thank you!! Instagram & Facebook both make me feel inadequate and not as good too often, whereas blogs allow for a more honest connection. I hadn’t thought about it that way before, but I love it.