I don’t know how to do it. I have no idea how to function in chaos. I’m terrible in an emergency. I don’t know how to explain it, but my brain doesn’t connect the dots in disorganization. My mind freezes. You may have figured this out about me when I wrote about getting a call that my husband had an accident.
Those who follow me know we went from the Chicago area, to Florida, but I never shared why.
Well, you see, the politicians in office were making it more and more difficult to afford the cost of living in Chicago. My husband was a blue collar worker where he was either forced to join a union, or work for petty wages outside of a union. Neither choice was good, and here is why.
The last time I posted about the unbearable heat at Christmasin Florida,I never dreamed I’d be living in the north two years later. Even though I wanted to move, I didn’t think it would actually happen.