Soooo I’m back. Kinda. This past month has been one thing after another. A few emotional breakdowns here, a couple mental breakdowns there, followed by the stress of keeping a roof over my babies heads brings me to here:
We moved to AZ from WA at the end of April and have been just making it by the Grace of God, old friends, new friends, and family. We had planned for this move since January of last year and had everything figured out. Then things started to fall through. “That’s O.K”, we thought, “we’ll go X day and everything will be fine”! Next thing we know, our savings had dwindled down to scarily low numbers and we realized if we didn’t go right then, we probably wouldn’t end up going. You see, the past two years we have been trying to survive off of $9.65/hr to feed, clothe, and care for a family of four. We did it, barely, but realized this is not going to cut it long term. That’s why Ben & I decided he would attend UTI in AZ. Kind of our last chance to turn our life around and make some positive changes. As of July, we would no longer have a place to live in Washington anyway so we figured if we were going to be homeless, we may as well be getting an education while we’re at it! So armed with faith and a few bucks in the bank we drove down. We were very blessed to say the least! Bens school was able to get us into an Extended Stay hotel and we’ve been living off of his financial aid check and help from my mama. Food wise all we could afford is sandwich’s (ham and cheese), chips, and budget gourmet dinners (not the individuals, the kind that’s supposed to feed 4 people; Totally gross BTW). So any semblance of a diet was totally out the window.
So as of now, we’re teetering on the edge but haven’t gone over the ledge. Our rent is good for another month so no shelters yet (yay). Hopefully I can find a job (I’ve been applying like a mad woman) and things will become stable. I feel comfortable enough now to start focusing on health again. Exercise isn’t going to be easy with watching 2 boys under the age of three and the size of the room but it IS possible. The good news that’s come out of all this is after going through that, dieting doesn’t seem so challenging now. After all the difficult decisions and panic attacks about homeless shelters, deciding not to eat a candy bar doesn’t seem so difficult! See? There is always a silver lining! So I am back to the 1300 calories per day and exercising for at least 30 minutes a day. I don’t have a scale so I don’t know where my weight stands which is probably a good thing. My first goal is to start back up with the updates. Keep myself in check, have a place to vent a bit. And as always, any support is appreciated. Night all! See you tomorrow.