He's the one that has to save us. He knows that and I know that. So, I try to put as little stress on him as possible. I try to make life at home seem easy, make it a haven for him after his 13 hour day.
It doesn't work so well when the heat is shut off and we don't get garbage service anymore.
He tried to call me last night to let me know he was going to be a bit late. He couldn't because his phone has been shut off.
It's become more and more difficult to keep the severity of our problems from him.
He still doesn't know how many payday advance companies we owe. That I borrow from them to pay our bills and then when our checks are deposited, they disappear just as quickly to pay the vultures. It's a neverending cycle, or so it seems, for the past two years.
We tell each other that life will be good soon, that at least we have each other and this solid foundation and that because of this, nothing will get so bad that we can't handle it.
I am beginning to not believe anymore.Labels: bills, debt, J, vultures |
