This was tough though because when you are subsidized you are limited. And that added to the frustration I have. They don't have the best locations available to choose from. And again I felt down in the dumps, literally. Can't stand to be broke (or financially challenged, that's the positive way)
When I was a kid I didn't really think I was the P word until someone made fun of my shoes in 6th grade. We hadn't bought new ones in years. You wore em till they had holes in the toe. That's just what we knew. But I look back and I think my mom ducked and dived just as much as I do now. In fact I feel worse off. And that not good. At my age, it doesn't feel right. And it sets a horrible example. It's made me more motivated though to step up in this house and make it right. I know my husband would want to do it but it's not turning out that way and I refuse to go down. That's not me. I am always asking myself in any situation what am I gonna do about it. So time for me to put the pants on.
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