Trying to connect the dots in a way that doesn't leave me destitute and homeless. My schedule is changing back to Saturday through Tuesdays - now, I'd thought that since the change away from that schedule brought no small amount of grief, the change back to it would be welcomed. This is not the case. But, life goes on.

What has me concerned is that no matter how I try to organize my money, I'm not making enough. Flat out, within a few months I will be completely broke - and this doesn't include finding someone to watch Elizabeth on the Saturdays and Sundays that I work.

I've been teetering on the edge of posting about this lately, but something just came to light that really has me, well, upset. Not mad or angry (well, maybe a touch) but disturbed and I guess heartbroken. Still surprises me how easily that can happen.

So let's open up this can of worms so I can open my heart even further to stabs and daggers. Because that's what I do, I open myself up and get surprised when pain walks in.

I'm going to be watching Elizabeth for a long weekend in February because Vickie and the kids are going out of town.