So here is the deal: I have been feeling especially sorry for myself in the past week as I marked the month anniversary of being fired. I barely left the house last week and cried more than I have in years. But I have a dear friend who would not allow me to wallow in my despair. She put my name on a gift she bought for a baby shower for an ex-coworker and dragged me kicking and screaming- I had a great time and it was so nice to have interactions with those I spent the last 5 years with. It reminded me that despite being dirt poor, you can have fun. Yesterday I took my 6 year old to a library that was in the next town. (8 miles away) We had never been and it was in the same library district so we were able to check items out. She was so delighted to have her mommy "present" and not totally stressed out. The library itself was so much bigger and hada fantastic children's room compared to our local library. My daughter just as well could've been at Chuck E Cheese the way she was exploring the room. Yes, things are IMPOSSIBLE right now with no income but honestly, my kids don't need to know that. As far as gifts, I will trust that somehow it will be figured out.
