why is the summer so hard for me?

I don’t know why, but summer is always the hardest season for me to get through. The weather is my favorite, but shit seems to explode all around me during the summer. I think I’m being cut from the teacher training faculty, unofficially. They are talking about using salaried employees as much as possible for that since it’s much cheaper than using a contracted employee (that’s me, I’m expensive). They haven’t actually told me any of that, but a few slipped sentences here and there and it appears that the writing is on the wall. Also, Rich’s company asked him if he would cut his hours IN HALF. So… we’re taking a big financial hit this month, and the end isn’t in sight.

His mother continues to be a financial drain on us, but I don’t know how that can continue to happen. She costs us over a 1000 bucks a month with her various bills that aren’t covered by her social security check… and we can’t say no to her, so it’s a pretty tense situation. We’re both pretty sunny about the whole thing though… I literally thought "oh hey, maybe we can finally sell this house!" Because the house… it’s awesome,but so expensive. And I really want to downsize anyway. Less clutter, less garbage! Let’s just keep some clothes, a little furniture, and the pets!

Oh, and all of the cologne. I could probably pare that collection down, because let’s face it, who wears Giafeffi anymore? Oh, that reminds me, I just bought this. I love it. Probably not the best thing to do with our current financial sitch, but hey… I did that on Tuesday and didn’t find out about Rich getting downsized until Wednesday. Plus, it’s awesome and I like to smell good.

I think I will need to go back to doing massage to supplement my income if I’m not going to be teaching as much as I have been. It’s good to have skill to fall back on. Whew. Okay, I’m at work, so I should work.