I've pondered this post for weeks, debated it and put it off. It's bleak and ugly and sad and frustrating and it's also the truth. Some of you might remember last fall when I posted that my husband had lost his job. Prior to that, we had been through a stint of unemployment (ten months actually) before he finally found a VP position with a European company that was expanding into the U.S. We were thrilled, I was pregnant with Josie and the job couldn't have come at a better time. It lasted all of five months and then last October when the markets tanked, the company basically went out of business. We were devastated. We dug in our heels and prepared to wait it out, again.
That was ten months ago. We've had several "almost" jobs and then a long bought of nothing. The industry he works in, equipment manufacturing, is one of the worst hit industries not only in the U.S but globally. Since the equipment manufacturers are directly linked to the construction and automotive industries, their business is at a stand still. Not a good time to be looking for a job with these types of companies, most are laying off or under hiring freezes. When a position has opened up, companies are choosing not to fill it, most are waiting until 2010. We did have a few consulting jobs come our way, which have been helpful, but without a steady income we've been forced to make some serious decisions regarding our finances.
How we were able to stay in our house for as long as we did can only be described as a miracle. Fortunately, right before my husband lost his job the very first time we had become debt free, (mortgage excluded) and had put a nice chunk away into savings. He had received a decent severance as well and we made it through ten months of unemployment without even touching our savings. This second time we have not been so fortunate. Josie had major surgery five months after she was born and even with insurance the medical bills piled up. Then when the lost his job with the European company we had to fight tooth and nail to get the severance that was due him in contract when he originally took the position. I think it ended up taking six months to get the three months severance he was promised. We began to tap into our savings every month. Then we downsized my vehicle. Then with no opportunities on the horizon, we put our house on the market. Two months later we stopped making payments and began to attempt a short sale. Thank God, within a matter of a week or two we had an offer.
We didn't make all these decisions without at least some kind of plan. My husband's mother, who is truly an angel, has a large house in PA with plenty of room for us. She had offered to house us several times and we have finally decided to take her up on the offer so that we can ride this storm out a lot longer if needed. To top things off, when this all started taking place, Taylor was still in Japan. We decided not to tell her what was going on until she got home. We just didn't want to ruin her trip. So although I was running around like a mad woman, having garage sales and packing, I didn't blog or twitter about it because I didn't want her to find out.
Fast forward to today. I am sitting in my mother-in-laws living room, writing this blog post. All of our stuff has been packed into PODS, excluding the most necessary items, which we brought with us. The sale of our house is almost final and the girls are enrolled in their new high school and will start the 31st. The little ones are pretty much unaffected, except for the torturous 16 hour car trip we made to get here. As long as they are loved and fed they will be fine. Dori and Taylor are okay, I know that besides Jeff, this has been the hardest on them. I hope and pray that once school starts they will make friends and some of the sting will be taken out of having to leave Georgia. They are sharing a bedroom and they have their MAC and TV set up so they are not hurting as far as creature comforts go. I'm fine, I brought my sewing machines with me and therefore an escape when I need it. Jeff is dealing with it all, his mood changes a lot, he is struggling to find hope and fighting against defeat. Mom keeps things light and in perspective for us all, what we would do without her, I do not know.
So, please say a prayer for my family. And while you're at it, say one for the many families who are going through the same kind (or worse) of situation as we are. This is a time of struggle for many Americans. The other night Jeff was talking to his mom, discussing the frustrations of losing basically everything and he said "You know Mom, I just don't know what I'm supposed to learn from all of this." Her reply was, "Maybe that none of it was really that important anyway?". I think that we all have to nod in agreement.
So, if you have one, go hug your husband or your wife. Tell them how thankful you are for them. Show your kids you love them by giving them more of yourself and less of what you can buy them in a store. Give thanks at every meal and when you lay your head down on your pillow each night. Ask yourself if you really need all that you have and then share what you can with someone else. I have no doubt that we will pull through. I already see the valuable lessons that our children can learn from this. Tomorrow is going to come, whether we like it or not, whether we think we are ready for it or not, it will come. And tomorrow can be a better day if we just choose to endure and not give up on this day.
So there you have it, the long explanation of where we've have been, what we've been doing, and where we will be, at least temporarily. I hope that this finds everyone else in good health and spirits. Now that I have got this lengthy post out of the way, I plan on getting back to my normal blogging and am looking forward to it. Fall is around the corner and there will be lots of fun things to do with the family in our new environment so I hope to post about them. Take care everyone. Oh, and if anyone needs a seamstress or a writer, I'm available for hire.