Middle of the Night, Awake Blues

The cold snap's passed for a time, thank god. It was pretty miserable around here for a few days, hovering around the fireplace, or the space heaters. We made the best of it, I think. But I welcome the return of more "seasonable weather". Now I am awake, feeling like the money's running out, that we have bills to pay and no offer to buy our house in sight. I am increasingly worried. We have tapped out our lines of credit and barring a deus ex machina of some sort, the margin between being fine and disaster is very, very thin. So I worry. And then I think about the move and what am I going to be doing? If I had a job, an income, a set of work friends to bounce off of instead of just a teenage daughter and a wife on a mission to create Art, I would feel much more balanced. The thing is to just keep walking, whether it perceived as a precipice or as wide as an interstate highway, it is unimportant. What is important is simple fortitude. Keep on walking. Things have a way of resolving themselves, and if we just hang on, they will resolve themselves for the better, not for worse.