Really tired....

So, today is January 19. Tomorrow is not only Inauguration day, but my littlest brother's birthday. While I say he's the "littlest", in reality, he is over six feet tall - so really the biggest person in the family :).

Someone reminded me a few months ago that fear is not a fruit of the spirit. I wholeheartedly agree, but I have to admit that I'm scared for what our life will become in the next few months. The govenor is proposing a pay cut for teachers and rumors abound at my office of furlough days - one day per month. This would equate to a 11% pay cut between the two of us. While that is scary, the scarier part is that one or both of us may get laid off due to the continued recession. There is just no money and people are not traveling here. As a city that relies on tourism to survive, when there are no tourists, things get bad really fast.

Of course, add that to the problems I've had at work and I've been taking low dose valium to help myself get to sleep at night. My anxiety level is at an all time high and I can't seem to get control of it. Losing 11% of our pay is going to be hard, but we can scale back our expenses and make it through. A job loss, however, by one or both of us and we'd be facing some serious issues.

On the plus side, the baby's court issues continue to proceed without incidents. We wait only for 3/2 before the termination of parental rights can be acted on and then he is essentially hours (all but for the paperwork). We're hoping that the adoption can be completed soon and therefore allow us to move freely wherever we need to go - back to UT or ME if necessary. We won't consider leaving until the adoption is final as I won't leave my son behind no matter what.

Ethan is growing like a weed and speaks like a 40 year old. He's a joy and he makes us laugh every day.

Got to run for now