Well Summer, I am not sure who I am. Beside someone who has known you and worked with you for a long, long time. Let's see....I suffer from Fibro for many years...very painful...recently diagnosed with RSD...primary breadwinner...insurance carrier. Love my work...don't want to quit...really cannot afford to...well I guess we can afford to, I just don't wamt to admit how much I love my job. I even resorted to a second opinion, much to my chagrin that physician agreed with the diagnosis.
It has always been our dream to have our little Charter Boat business built up for retirement, to do that Steve would start the business, I would work since I could earn more money. Then the years it would take to build the business, I could earn the living expenses and insurance would be covered. I hate the fact that now it seems that my/our dreams are falling apart and we are being forced to rethink strategies. And also, I know firsthand the odds of being able to get my disability the first time around and not have to burn up our savings.
We still have children in the home which makes it tougher to go through lean times. And I cannot run the business if Steve is working all day, so we would have to pay someone to do part of it. Quandary...of the major type!!!
So that is me...Caught in the midst of a quagmire! But it's not the first time in my life, certainly wont be the last. And here I am in all my glory, really I'm in my robe and slippers, because Steve has been on my butt to write this for a month...he just doesn't let me get away with much! And since it is almost Fathers Day, I figured I'd soften him up a bit because all he's getting from me is a tie, or a card or some flowers or something like that... :) (I'm sitting out here on the deck enjoying the beautiful evening) and figured I'd make everyone happy.
So I promise that I will be a bit more diligent and POST a bit more than just be a reader. I know, I know Summer, don't rub it in....
Take Care,
Karen |