You know what really scares me?  George and I do not have any health insurance.  When George left his job back in March to start his own business he left behind our health insurance. 

Fortunately the state we live in will provide health insurance for all children, regardless of income.  If you only make a little bit of money it can range from being free to paying the full premium if you have a higher income.  And the full premium is still affordable.  So we are very thankful for that- Peanut is covered.

The problem for George and I is that we make too much money to qualify for any of the state health plans for ourselves.  And we don’t make enough money to be able to afford to pay a full premium for ourselves because it is very expensive.

I have looked into several different insurance companies, but haven’t found any well priced.  I am going to look into it though as it would save me a lot of worrying if I knew that George and I would be protected if one of gets sick.

So the other day I was planning my weekly trip to the grocery store.  It’s usually a family affair when it’s time for groceries- and we all go together.  I used to do the shopping by myself but since George started working from home he has always wanted to go too.  I think it’s an excuse to get out of the house.

Anyhoo, I asked George when he wanted to go.  It was around 11am when I asked him and none of us were dressed yet.  So he said, “We can go now.”  I explained that by the time we got ready and left it would be getting too close to lunch time and Peanut would get grouchy.  So he was quiet for a few minutes and then said, “How about this.  After Peanut’s nap we’ll go to Linen’s and Things (they are going out of business) then we’ll head to the mall and eat dinner there.  After that we can go to the grocery store.”  I agreed.  And then I spent the rest of the day looking forward to going.  Because my life is clearly filled with excitement.

The trouble started when we couldn’t find Linens and Things.  George thought he knew where it was (we have never been there) and it wasn’t where he thought it was.  I though I knew where it could be- but he wouldn’t check there (even though we were about 1 minute away from the plaza I thought it was in).  Then George got tired of my side seat driving and stopped the car and we switched.  I drove to where I thought it was- and it was there.  We wasted a half hour driving around because George refused to check where I thought it was.  And still- he says it used to be where he thought it was.  Apparently when they decided to go out of business they moved to a new building.  Clearly that makes all sorts of sense.

So then.

After we left Linens and Things (we didn’t buy anything) we headed to the mall.  And we got stuck in rush hour traffic.  Lovely.  The entire time we were stuck George yelled at me about how this was the reason we shouldn’t head out at this time of evening.  And it was my fault.  Because apparently he told me we should never be out in traffic at that time.  He was mad and said we were just going home.  But, we had promised Peanut and ride on the carousel at the mall- and since he didn’t want to make her sad we went to the mall.  From there on out we had a great time.  But, still- I am sick and tired of getting yelled at all of the time about every little thing- whether it is my fault or not, George will turn it into being my fault.

Do you know what George has always dreamed of owning?  A boat.  Ever since I have known him, George has been talking about buying a boat.  He loves to be out on the water and would definitely live on a boat if he could.  We can not afford a boat right now- it’s just not in our budget.  But, I do hope that someday we can buy one as I know how happy it would make him.

I wouldn’t want to live on the water but I could agree to spend some nights on the boat.  We’d need to look at boat lights of course for our overnight stays.  One from Magnalight would probably be perfect.

And now I’m off to try to figure out how to make some extra money to buy that boat.

I am feeling a little annoyed right now with George.  Here’s the deal- we are moving.  We own a home and we are selling it and moving to a different area.  I have talked before about how much I want to do this.  When we get to the new area we are going to have to rent a home.  Since we have both been self employed for a year it will be impossible to qualify for a mortgage.  You have to have 2 years of financial records when you are self employed.  So, what I want to do is rent a nice house.  Something I am happy to live in and happy to have Peanut in and happy to invite company over to.  A house in a nice neighborhood and a house I would probably consider buying.

George?  He wants to rent the cheapest thing he can find to save money.  But the places he keeps showing me are terrible, dumpy looking houses.  I wouldn’t even want to visit someone in one of those houses.  Or he wants to buy a really cheap house that we can pay cash for.  Something “livable.”  And I am 100% against that.  I don’t want Peanut in a house like that.  I don’t this Miss B will want to come and stay with us or bring friends over if we live in a dumpy disgusting house.

I’m so frustrated!