Come the New Year, I get demobilized, whereupon I become Airman Doors, traditional Guardsman. I knew it was coming, but it’s just not going to be easy for me to deal with. In case you hadn’t noticed, I love the Air Force, and I’d love to stay, but it’s not in the cards. I knew that almost three years ago when I signed up, but I never imagined that I would love it so much. So this is gonna hurt.
Anyway, I need to get a job, because I refuse to let Robin work while she’s in school. Her sole focus is to be her studies, period. So I am going back to the two jobs and overtime grind to pay the bills. I already have a job lined up at the local Applebee’s, now it’s a matter of working out the finances.
I’ve already worked out the daycare situation with Aaron. He’s not going to daycare. One of us will be here for him at all times, except for the rare occasion that we palm him off on his grandmother for the evening. She seems amenable to that, so that’s taken care of.
We may have to ditch the cable TV and the cable modem. We can live without it, so that’s not a big deal if it has to go. We have to fix Robin’s car, and come January we are expecting about $1,000 back in overpayment to Ship U., so that should cover that. Other than that, we have only bills that must be paid, like gas, water, sewer, electric, and the like. With the plan we have set up, we’ll save a fortune in daycare, offsetting some of the other costs.
I think we’ll be OK. I could Guard bum and collect unemployment, but that’s not my style. I am a straight shooter, and having criticized others for not sucking it up and taking a dip in lifestyle in order to get a job, I find myself having to back those words up. And I will. In spades. I’ll still fly every chance I get, and I’ll still be at the base as often as possible, but ultimately I still have to get a job to pay the bills.
I had applied to every local radio and television station in the hopes of getting an engineering job, but they aren’t hiring for that position right now. So be it. I’ll just work elsewhere and bide my time until something opens up for me. And it will, of that I have no doubt.
So, that’s the outlook for the future of the Doors family. I will make it work, I will see my son grow up living well, and I will see my wife graduate, if I have to work myself to the bone doing so. Things will open up for me, I just know it.
And for all of you, thanks for your support the past few years. There were times I sure as hell didn’t deserve it, but I got it anyway. It’s very appreciated. If you could see your way clear to give me that same support now, it would be similarly appreciated. God knows I need it now, more than ever.
Thanks for listening.
-Dave