Category: Ex Trailer Trash

It’s over. I walked out of work for the last time today. It was necessary and overall I’m very calm at the prospect, but let’s face it – being unemployed, regardless of the circumstances, is a scary prospect. G is understandably panicked about medical coverage, since his heart meds are outrageously expensive, never mind the…

There’s an old saying that the darkest hour is right before the dawn. In actual fact, that depends on your definition of dawn. In practical means of human perception, damn straight, Superman! A week into a complete physical shut down, I let hubby know that things are finally coming to a head at work. I…

Yeah, the above references being physically exhausted, but mainly it references the fact that I’m driving a wee bit safer now. I’d been putting off a set of new tires, because money. Ugh. Then last night I took a closer look and realized one of my tires had the steel belt shining through. Then I…

I’m still employed. I had a boss or two interfere intervene so for the moment retirement is stalled. It’s a stop gap (at best) and doesn’t change the ultimate outcome. I’m trying to grit my teeth and see it as a little more money before I roll away for good. My bosses mean well –…

Now that we’ve established I’m retiring and know it’s happening in the immediate future, I’m ready to quit already. It’s all I can do to force myself out of bed and drive into town. I’m looking forward to permanently disabling my alarm clock. My other half finally acquiesced to my nagging insistence and listened when…