If I go back to bed, will things go away?

Normally I am a look-at-the-bright-side kind of gal but today has just been a downer day. My husband took on free lance work to help us financially. Turns out the company he made the video for has decided to pay us late. (Hurray! Do you think my land lord will take monopoly money?) So Charles and I have taken turns being depressed and whinny. (I know. We have been so lovely to spend time with.) In order to alleviate this annoying back and forth we decided to go to the library. (I think Mr. L realized I was reaching for my sad robe and he wanted to cheer me up quick.) At the library I discovered two great books (hoping they will help me with my interview skills) and I found out that I can check out up to 100 books. (What were they thinking telling me that?! I am going to be there every week.)

After the library it was time for us to head to the store. (Remember that we were not given a paycheck for Charles' work.) So guess how we paid? That's right we did the We-are-so-poor-we-are-paying-with-nothing-but-coins bit. That's always so fun. We bought eight dollars worth of groceries for one week. YUUUP. We paid eight dollars in pennies, nickles, and dimes. Thank goodness for self checkout!

Last night while I was talking to my mom on skype, my older brother joined the conversation. I was telling my mom how little money we had. My older brother told me to "just get a job!" He told me that I don't HAVE to be a teacher. I could just get a job and pay my bills. (This is coming from my brother who drives home every weekend to get money from my parents.) Now while the source isn't that great, today makes me wonder if I should give up. Some of my family members have told me that I should go back to working in the nursing home. They say that I was good at that.

I don't know if I could quit trying to be a teacher. I have never loved something so much (Mr. L not included). You get such an amazing feeling when a student has an "Ah HA" moment or when you see a student has grown in fantastic ways. Sigh. I'm hooked and cannot give up (even if I cause my family to have to eat off of eight dollars worth of food for one week). Good things I'm creative in the kitchen.

Ugh! Icing on the cake. My beans that I was boiling for dinner burnt. I think I'll go back to bed and see if food has prepared itself for me. Good night!