It struck me last night as I was locking up the house, securing things against those things that go bump in the night, that our life is so tenuous and fragile. That there could be any number of events that could knock the apple cart over and scatter our carefully arranged life. We are in a lucky place right now, I have a fairly stable job (no pink slip this year yet! woohoo!) that keeps us afloat and allows me time to work on the side to help out more, allows my wife time to tend to her hair salon and auction business, allows me to train and compete in the occasional mountain bike race or triathlon, allows us to plan weekend and summer camping trips with friends, family or alone.
We are definitely not in any position to be making waves. We are a paycheck or two away from the street really and that thought is both deeply sobering and rather motivating. Sobering because the only thing keeping us from losing our house and having to face drastic lifestyle changes is my job. It is our lifeline to the life we have and a lifeline to the life we are looking to create.
