I’ve spent the past day and a half trying to find a house to rent next year for our vacation. It’s no small feat, given the six different nuclear families that come together, each with their own #1 priority. I think I’ve found something – which is good, because the thought of this ending without a next year’s plan is depressing.
Back to the grind this weekend. Back to “up at 5, exercise nutjob puppy until 5:30, start freelancing by 6, freelance until 10:30, homework with the kids until 11, clean the house, head out to have summer fun for the rest of the day, all day every day.” Oh, and it’s time to get ready for the semester. We also have several small camps lined up for the kids, so…summer’s kind of over.
I managed to actually keep up with freelancing while at the lake house, and only during one day did I have to work on stuff after everybody had gotten up for the day, so it’s a success. Our bills are going to be overwhelming, for sure, because we ended up chipping in for a bunch of other stuff while at the lake house, but such is life. We’ll get back to normal soon enough.
We’ve got a long way to go before we are out of debt, and an even longer way to go before we can imagine retiring or being financially independent, but I’m refreshed and ready to get going.