Seriously, sometimes all I really want is a pat on the back, maybe a cheerleader, or someone in my corner saying, "You're doing great! Keep up the good work!"

Negotiating life and single parenting is challenging. Throw in the central air that died, the decision this week to move the AC into the furnace ducts, and (reluctantly) replace the furnace as well, and I'm forking over close to one semester's salary. (Adjunct faculty, the pay sucks.)

Yes, I bought a house with old systems. Yes, I knew that when I bought it. Yes, it was the best I could do at the time. And it has lasted me five years.

Don't get me wrong, I love my house. I'm psyched to be upgrading to a more efficient heating and cooling system! And I'm proud of myself for figuring out how to pay for it. I'm even psyched to be giving Jay at Pinnacle HVAC my business.

But that pat on the back?

1 comment:

  1. But that pat on the back?
    Hello... I can certainly relate to that. I think that is why I write poetry. Just a little confirmation that I matter, that we all have commonality, that someone says- "Hey, you're doing fine. Keep up the good work."

    Glad I ran across your blog. "Yay,you. You are doing great!"