The New Year.
2008 isn't looking up to be a very "happy" new year. From the housing crisis, to instability in the world in general, increasing prices for everything, to another contrived and uninspiring election year, I have to say that 2008 could be very unhappy.
I am going to be alright...I am now officially employed, and in a contrary turn of living situations, my husband and I are looking at urban lofts. Our little farm house is just too far out from where I am going to be spending most of my time, and admittedly, as much as we love the country, a house, and all that owning one entails, neither one of us is motivated enough to putter around a house or a yard right now. I for one am too busy working, and too tired when I come home.
And home prices are still inflated from the former bubble, anyway. I say in another year you'll see property for sale for half of the amount that it is selling (or more likely not selling) at now.
With my new job, this will be the first time I've had health insurance or any kind retirement benefits in over ten years. I've been really lucky and really healthy; my husband, too. Aside from the normal stuff that comes with getting old, like eyesight and tooth issues, we're very fit.
I'm still in shock that I was offered this job permanently, and actually it has come at just the right time. I can only hope that the economy doesn't sink so badly that I have to be let go.
No matter what happens, I will land on my feet. I always find my way. I'm glad that I have the intellect, the drive, and the discipline to do what it takes to make a living in the corporate world again. My small town days served my well in that regard; once again, I find myself a part of a 900+ person community at this firm, which is about the same size as the town I moved from last year.
Now if Ron Paul could get elected, 2008 would end really well regardless of how it began.
I am going to be alright...I am now officially employed, and in a contrary turn of living situations, my husband and I are looking at urban lofts. Our little farm house is just too far out from where I am going to be spending most of my time, and admittedly, as much as we love the country, a house, and all that owning one entails, neither one of us is motivated enough to putter around a house or a yard right now. I for one am too busy working, and too tired when I come home.
And home prices are still inflated from the former bubble, anyway. I say in another year you'll see property for sale for half of the amount that it is selling (or more likely not selling) at now.
With my new job, this will be the first time I've had health insurance or any kind retirement benefits in over ten years. I've been really lucky and really healthy; my husband, too. Aside from the normal stuff that comes with getting old, like eyesight and tooth issues, we're very fit.
I'm still in shock that I was offered this job permanently, and actually it has come at just the right time. I can only hope that the economy doesn't sink so badly that I have to be let go.
No matter what happens, I will land on my feet. I always find my way. I'm glad that I have the intellect, the drive, and the discipline to do what it takes to make a living in the corporate world again. My small town days served my well in that regard; once again, I find myself a part of a 900+ person community at this firm, which is about the same size as the town I moved from last year.
Now if Ron Paul could get elected, 2008 would end really well regardless of how it began.
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