My husband is out of a job. His last paycheck comes in a couple weeks. He has been applying for jobs for months with no leads. It's starting to get scary. To top it off, everything in our home is falling apart! In June alone, the garbage disposal, garage door, oven, and air conditioning went out. Some days I want to go back to renting. The American Dream of home ownership is overrated, folks.
I have been selling our nicer things online. The minimalist is me is LOVING this part. It gives me so much joy to purge our things. Clutter makes me feel out of control, so being able to provide for my family while keeping my sanity at the same time... love it. I will probably have a garage sale next month. Ugh. The dreaded garage sale. Love to shop them, hate to have them.
We rent out our basement through Air BNB and it has been a huge help. We have met so many interesting people. Next week we have a family coming from Russia for a week. After that, two Chinese students move in for a year. It's like the freaking United Nations around here! And we LOVE it. For a family that doesn't have the ability to travel far because of health, it's been so awesome to bring some adventure to our home like this.
Last night I poured out my fears and wept before God. A small time later I watched my kids play. A peace came over my heart. THIS is what matters. THEY are everything. I don't want to let my fears of tomorrow rob me of today's simple joys.
God will provide, of this I am sure. He may use our strange creative attempts to do so, but that's ok. Whatever works.