narrated by: Quint
Rebecca wants to be a stay at home Mom, before that she wanted to own a pottery shop, with her it is always changing. I have a difficult time keeping her appeased, if I ever had to begin with. It feels like she’s always twenty steps ahead of me, and picked up all the stair pieces behind her, just shouting for me to catch up already.
She was able to weasel her way and get an entire paid year off work, but now she’s had to return, just in time for the girls’ summer break. Scarlett begged to babysit, even rounded up her best friend Lulu to help, and they didn’t request much money compensation ether.
Tyson wakes up soon after six, just after we leave. Scarlett didn’t anticipate a summer break with waking up with the sunrise, but she didn’t complain once.
Since the boys share a room, Wyatt is up too, and neither are patient for their breakfast. Wyatt really should be better seeing that he’s 3 1/2 now, but he just isn’t.
This is about the time that Rebecca calls from the diner to see how it’s going since she drove to work. Scarlett can’t always answer which I think is forgivable, but really gets Rebecca into a fit of worry.
If Lulu couldn’t help, then I wouldn’t feel comfortable with the arrangement, but they can tag team the boys and both are capable thirteen year old girls.
They both do a great job cleaning up too, it might not be done immediately, but it’s done before we get home from work.
They also interact with them, play at their level, and I find that is something that most daycare places can’t be bothered to do. For the girls, this is pure fun, plus money which is always rare and exciting at their age.
Rebecca gets home an hour before me, and she tells me about how the boys were too much for the girls, that she finds them practically comatose on the sofa. When I talk to the girls, they admit that the boys are exhausting but totally fun.
Rebecca just doesn’t feel comfortable with it though, so she spoke with her boss, Hazel yet again about her schedule. She’s changed it to weekends only for the summer, for eternity? I don’t really know with Rebecca.
Now we are working opposite schedules, with her days off being every single day I work, and my two days off are the two she does. And she works all day from 6 am to 10 pm. She makes good money as the weekend is the best shift, but she made more working the weekday overall. We are losing $1600 each week, that’s money that we can’t afford to lose no matter how much she wants the time off, nor is it comparable to paying a few hundred for a nanny.
She can’t be reasoned with, she updated the entire house this past year despite us not having the funds for such a frivolous thing. Sure it wasn’t really our style, but it still provided comfort and shelter, and we’d eventually get to the point of remodeling.
The biggest struggle is that she’s never been patient, she wanted a house immediately, a baby right after, while I was still hung over from the college buzz. I thought in time that we’d be on the same page, but now she feels ready to be done working at the ripe age of thirty-three, and we just aren’t independently wealthy, nor did we build a savings when we just threw ourselves into the family way.
Scarlett is thirteen, she’s going to start college soon. She wants guitar lessons, and to play country music, and while I know that she might outgrow these aspirations, it’s important to me that she can throw herself at them. I can’t even think about her college education, I already know that we can’t afford to send her, and I know that Rebecca will want to, though she isn’t thinking about that part yet.
Construction is back breaking, and pays enough in a two income household, where every party is pulling their weight, and the curtains are out of date but no one minds. It just isn’t enough for Rebecca though and the lifestyle she wants.
I’ve recently become friends with the new kid at work, Isaiah. He’s only here for a stint before he gets picked up in a good career, he has the degree to support just about anything better than this. He’s been my ear through all this financial burden though, and really started pressing for me to go for a four year degree. I have a two year, so it won’t take much to get it done.
It’s a $10,000 loan for the two years, I had wanted to go back to school back when Scarlett was a toddler but Rebecca was passionately opposed. Back then I was a paramedic and saw the extra money that nurses and lower level doctors made, I’d wanted a slice of that pie. But medical isn’t really my passion, I’d love to do some CIA or FBI work though.
I invited Isaiah over to discuss it with Rebecca, we haven’t exactly been seeing eye to eye since she announced her pregnancy of Tyson. I thought a third party with some knowledge could lend me some credibility to getting a four year degree.
Tyson wouldn’t sleep because of the thunderstorm though, and was overtired so nothing would appease him. Rebecca was distracted, and it wasn’t going well.
When she finally got Tyson back to sleep, we started discussing again, but Rebecca just wasn’t interested in it. She doesn’t like me bring our family into debt, she thinks it is selfish on my part. And she went to bed all pissy, that I could dare think of doing this, now!
In the end, I made my own decision. I called and got the student loan easily over the phone while Rebecca ignored me and the entire phone call with her nose in a book. She’s suddenly very interested in baking, and doing cooking contests, I don’t even know where this came from.
I was able to enroll immediately for the summer session, I’m studying Political Science and Foreign Affairs, hoping to get a job in Intelligence when it’s all said and done. The pay will be better, the hours less strenuous, and more hope for promotion.
In the mean time, I’m studying and writing papers and still working full-time. Despite all of this, it just isn’t enough, and I can’t pay the bills without Rebecca’s full income.
Everyone is home when the bank comes calling for some repayment on the $3000 we owe them. I’m relieved I got my student loans, but wish I could have gotten more to get us squared away for this summer, in hopes that eventually Rebecca would return to full-time work.
Rebecca isn’t talking with me, unless it is to complain about all the housework she has to do, or what mischief the boys got into. Scarlett has been fine with me, proud that I’m going back to college, but has been giving Rebecca attitude. She blames her for the repoman, and not allowing her to babysit the kids this summer.
Rebecca will complain about this to me as well, but I understand where Scarlett is coming from, and I agree wholeheartedly. If Rebecca had stuck to the summer plan of the girls babysitting, and kept her good $3000 weekly paycheck, we would not be in this situation, just another week of work and I could have gotten our bills squared away.
At least the kids aren’t mad at me, it’s hard for me to find the time to spend with them. Elodie still greets me as soon as I get home, and tells me all about her day before anyone else can claim me.
Elodie still complains about Scarlett’s taste in country music, though I’ve heard Elodie sing Carrie Underwood before when she thought no one was near by.
On the weekend, it’s just me and all four kids, Scarlett usually hangs out with Lulu for part of it, and I try to do something with each of them.
Despite the trauma of the repoman, I think only Scarlett understands and she isn’t blaming me so I don’t feel too terrible over it. I think getting a career in Intelligence will be better for our family in the long run, maybe get to the point that Rebecca can stop working, and we don’t have to worry about the bank coming to reclaim something.
Notes: This became very marriage, and finance focused as soon as I switched the POV to Quint, and it was his time to speak up. I did get some cute photos of their kids though and I’ve been posting them up on tumblr all week with bits of story about them. I just couldn’t leave them in my folder unused!
Quint rolled the ROS to go back to college, as he has a two year degree, he only needs two more to get a four year. He matched for Police, Intelligence, Fire Service, and Lawyer…. only two require degrees and while I could see Quint as a low-end lawyer with his balding hair, I didn’t think he’d aspire to be a low-end lawyer, but could aspire for FBI/CIA, plus less college.
Rebecca has always dragged Quint along for the ride, when they first married he was still very young, and in a party/friend-mode lifestyle, which she nagged right out of him. He’s done really well in maturing, and providing for this huge family of his, but Rebecca is very flighty in her wants and desires, and impulsive (she also wants to adopt another baby! She won’t stop thinking/talking about it.). She’s obstinate and rather belittling towards Quint, as if his opinion doesn’t carry as much weight as hers. So there is some friction, they didn’t ACR anything the entire time, no hug, no kiss, and no bedroom behavior, they also worked opposite shifts too which doesn’t help.
I wouldn’t say that they are doomed, but I’m keeping an eye on them. A little concerned that her aspiration for the “perfect american lifestyle” is going to break their family. But Quint is a hard worker, and they are both devoted, so I still have hope that they will reconnect and get through this hump, it’s common with all these kids to feel some distance too without financial burden. So I’m not on red alert at all.
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