I canceled my WoW subscription today.
''bout time,' some of you may be thinking. ...actually, my guess is that you don't think about that at all. And that's okay. But I do.
Due to our need for Health Insurance, I took a new job. The job is pretty cool, but now I devote twice as much time to it than I was working before. That's a pretty big change in lifestyle. My income has also changed. But I didn't know by how much, so I was little excite/apprehensive when I opened my check today.
I was elated.
'Wow,' I thought, 'I'm making about $200 a week more now! Sweet, I'll be able to pay for the kids to have food when they come.'
And then it hit me like a ton of bricks dropped from the Empire State Building with spikes laden with poison from a brown recluse:
I get paid every two weeks now.
Yep, I just took a $320 a month pay cut.
I was so happy for a minute. Life was great.
I'm tearing up again just writing this.
Elation to despair in less than half a second.
My wife is right: This will all work out. We'll find a way to slash our already tight budget. We'll make it.
And we will. As someone recently read: Don't confuse your Provider with your employer. How true. How painfully, horribly true.
I guess it was time to update my certification in trust.
Filmmaker, Writer, Expectant Father