Hey people! What's shaking?!?!
I just had an answer to prayer, and I wanted to type it down so I'd not forget it.
Mr. R and I have been back and forth on the new baby thing for a while. Yes, we want more children. To him, fostering is not an option at this time, although it may be in the future. However, a vasectomy reversal is expensive! We have been praying about it. The Lord has convicted both of us that we should get it done. However, the procedure is $4000. All in all, not a ton of money, but still a good chunk. And Mr. R and I...we don't do debt. I could put it on a credit card, but we will not do it. So I have been praying for windfalls of money to basically fall in our laps.
Lo and behold...
1) the possible tax break coming up. If the current numbers hold up, we should be receiving $2100. $1200 per couple, plus $300 per kid, is $2100. That is half the money right there.
2) our tax refund. Normally, we get about $3500. We do have another debt to pay off though, so its going to our debt first. But if we have any leftover, its going to the reversal.
3) I just got an email that I am getting a bonus at work on 2/14 (the day of loooove) and its about 1.3% of my annual salary last year, so thats around $350.
Lord, could you be a bit clearer?
LOL...isn't He good?
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Wednesday, January 9, 2008
How Many Times Can I Change My Mind?
For right now, I won't be going back to school.
I simply can't until I know for sure what Mr. R will be doing in the future. It is my job to be his helpmeet, not the other way around. I admit, I am a bit bummed. I always loved school and loved the idea of going back to learn something new. I was a total nerd in high school and college. My idea of a good time is to stay up late drinking coffee and reading a 600 page book cover to cover in one shot. Clubbing? Not me. I've gone clubbing maybe 3 times in my life, and while I had a good time, I will turn that down to snuggle in a comfy chair and expand my mind. Like I said...total nerd. I'm cool with that. I revel in my nerdiness, hahaha.
The director of the hospital I work with e-mailed me back to tell me that the certificate program I was planning to enroll in, was essentially worthless to my bottom line. Meaning, yes, the program is accredited and fine, but I already make the same amount of money as the certified coders. Well, what is the point of getting a certificate, and putting myself in more debt, to make the same money? None to me. Now, if I got an A.S. instead of just the certificate, I'd make more money, as I'd be able to go into management. But management means leaving my home. Leaving my kids alone. Having to put on a suit, drive to work, and let my kids come home to an empty house after school. And what about summers? They'd be home all day, alone! Can Missy handle Bucket for that long? And why do that to her?
It seems obvious to me that I already have the best deal going, that making money from home is where I need to be for now. I'm guessing God has placed me right where he wants me to be. I need to be content in that.
I simply can't until I know for sure what Mr. R will be doing in the future. It is my job to be his helpmeet, not the other way around. I admit, I am a bit bummed. I always loved school and loved the idea of going back to learn something new. I was a total nerd in high school and college. My idea of a good time is to stay up late drinking coffee and reading a 600 page book cover to cover in one shot. Clubbing? Not me. I've gone clubbing maybe 3 times in my life, and while I had a good time, I will turn that down to snuggle in a comfy chair and expand my mind. Like I said...total nerd. I'm cool with that. I revel in my nerdiness, hahaha.
The director of the hospital I work with e-mailed me back to tell me that the certificate program I was planning to enroll in, was essentially worthless to my bottom line. Meaning, yes, the program is accredited and fine, but I already make the same amount of money as the certified coders. Well, what is the point of getting a certificate, and putting myself in more debt, to make the same money? None to me. Now, if I got an A.S. instead of just the certificate, I'd make more money, as I'd be able to go into management. But management means leaving my home. Leaving my kids alone. Having to put on a suit, drive to work, and let my kids come home to an empty house after school. And what about summers? They'd be home all day, alone! Can Missy handle Bucket for that long? And why do that to her?
It seems obvious to me that I already have the best deal going, that making money from home is where I need to be for now. I'm guessing God has placed me right where he wants me to be. I need to be content in that.
Thursday, January 3, 2008
Happy New Year!
Happy New Year! I didn't realize it had been nearly a month since I posted.
Nothing much has changed, except that Mr. R finally paid off the semi! Woohoooo, life is good! Now we have to figure out what he is going to do with the rest of his working career. No pressure, right?
Jake has asked me not to sign up for online school right now. He is not sure what he is up to, and doesn't want me to make major changes while he might be making major changes too. Ahhh, mediocrity wins again. No, thats not fair of me. It is my job to be his helpmeet. He comes first, and I support him. I know this in my heart and I really am ok with it.
On that front, I have been thinking a lot of home lately. No, not New York! (although I do miss the snow.) My home. Our family home. Where I currently sit.
I love my home. I love what my home represents. Family. Love. Warmth. Food. (lol) Coffee. Friends. Dessert. (is that still food...hmmm, I detect a pattern.) At one point, Mr. R and I discussed moving out of state. I'm not sure I want to do that anymore. First, the housing market is not great. But mostly, I love what we've been doing to our home. Have you ever invited someone to your home for the first time, and they walk in and tell you what they love about your home? I *LOVE* that! I invited my new boss Nicola over, and she loved the floors, she loved the backyard, she loved the fireplace. I thought to myself, I walk on these floors every day and don't think about it. I have days when I don't even go into my yard. And I haven't used that fireplace in 5 years. God has been so good to me and yet I have days when I don't recognize it. The world would say, "This house is a starter home. Time to trade in and move up!" But I enjoy this little house. Yes, we do need to add on another bedroom, and I have plans to expand the kitchen and move my office, but I want to stay here. I love home, and I make no excuses for it.
Nothing much has changed, except that Mr. R finally paid off the semi! Woohoooo, life is good! Now we have to figure out what he is going to do with the rest of his working career. No pressure, right?
Jake has asked me not to sign up for online school right now. He is not sure what he is up to, and doesn't want me to make major changes while he might be making major changes too. Ahhh, mediocrity wins again. No, thats not fair of me. It is my job to be his helpmeet. He comes first, and I support him. I know this in my heart and I really am ok with it.
On that front, I have been thinking a lot of home lately. No, not New York! (although I do miss the snow.) My home. Our family home. Where I currently sit.
I love my home. I love what my home represents. Family. Love. Warmth. Food. (lol) Coffee. Friends. Dessert. (is that still food...hmmm, I detect a pattern.) At one point, Mr. R and I discussed moving out of state. I'm not sure I want to do that anymore. First, the housing market is not great. But mostly, I love what we've been doing to our home. Have you ever invited someone to your home for the first time, and they walk in and tell you what they love about your home? I *LOVE* that! I invited my new boss Nicola over, and she loved the floors, she loved the backyard, she loved the fireplace. I thought to myself, I walk on these floors every day and don't think about it. I have days when I don't even go into my yard. And I haven't used that fireplace in 5 years. God has been so good to me and yet I have days when I don't recognize it. The world would say, "This house is a starter home. Time to trade in and move up!" But I enjoy this little house. Yes, we do need to add on another bedroom, and I have plans to expand the kitchen and move my office, but I want to stay here. I love home, and I make no excuses for it.
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