Dollah Dollah Bill, Ya'll

WE MADE IT!

Our money drought has officially ended and we made it. Part of my financial aid finally got dispersed and it couldn't have come at a better time for us. In fact, without all the birthday money Tom just got, we would have gone off the deep end.

Both of us have breathed a little sigh of relief. Being poor is pretty stressful so this is a HUGE burden off our shoulders for awhile.

I also managed to finagle that missing $3000 out of the school. I dutifully wrote my letter that explained why I needed them to increase my "budget", and not a day later I looked online to see that they had given it to me. HELL. YES. Nothing is ever that easy for me! Although, the loan company apparently hasn't gotten word about this extra money yet. I checked today and they're missing a large chunk so I'll be on the phone with people again come Monday - of course it couldn't be that easy.

Despite everything being super crazy I am managing to fit some hours of work in here and there. I probably could be doing more, but I've decided that I'm not going to completely give up my sanity. The company I'm working for is trying its best to light a fire under me - the owner emailed me on Thursday to let me know that I was given a pretty generous raise. They only need my help until the beginning of October, so I really should be busting ass to crank out some hours while I can, but one look at Aiden's cute face and I'm on the floor playing with him instead.

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The Official Countdown Has Begun

We're moving soon! It doesn't feel like we're moving soon. We have five tiny little boxes packed and sitting in our dining room, and that's about the end of our preparations. I am not looking forward to moving in the slightest. Packing junk up, taking apart furniture, lifting the heavy furniture, moving, putting everything away, and then hanging up all the curtains and pictures - I hate it all. We just barely got settled here and now we're doing it all over again.

I AM looking forward to getting out of this dump though. The closer we get to leaving, the more annoyed we get with this whole place. I'm so ready for some quiet nights in our cute little house on the cul-de-sac. And maybe some cabinets that don't fall apart, a dishwasher that washes dishes, and windows that don't leak when it rains.


Unfortunately I should probably get back to working.