So I did the budget. It's going to be a tight ship around here. I have to be honest, I'm a little nervous. Can we really live on one income? A teacher's income, at that. I like to think that we can, but when you actually start to break down the numbers (which I do every 2 weeks, religiously) it scares the living shit out of me. What happens if the damn chimney falls off the house and we need $2000 to repair it? Or Ron's car dies? Or the dog needs eye removal surgery? (hey, it happens) I guess I can't really live in the land of what if.... This IS happening, whether we are ready for it or not. And we'll make it work. We have to make it work, so we will. Will I ever be able to say, "yea, sure... I'll go to the casino Wednesday night," and not be thinking "where the hell am I going to find some money to piss away at the casino?" Probably not. Although, I do have a coffee can full of spare change... so I guess I found the casino-pissing money. See... I told you we'd make it work.