I cannot say this enough. I have the bestest boyfriend ever.
As the news of my lay off dropped, he was in Houston playing GI Joe. Not literally. He was off at his once a year drill week where they make them act as if they are being deployed to some unknown location and they must live out in a field for a week. They act out different scenarios and survive like soldiers. I call it playing GI Joe.
I had to text him the news. It was hours before he responded and more hours before he called me. The words, we'll be okay, did wonders to me. This love of mine turned my situation into our situation and said we'd be okay. And I believe him. Then I was off for dinner, drinks and Benjamin Button.
Later that night, he had a chance to call me again and this time he floored me. He told me how he thought it over and thought of how we can downsize and what we can get rid of. I totally thought he was jumping the gun.
I have never rid myself of anything in the last two times I've been suddenly without a job. I just kept on trucking like normal, thanks to my savings account and unemployment. Don’t get me wrong, I know how to live frugal and buy generic when times are tough. I think its my good shopping savvy and choices that allows me not to change my lifestyle that drastically in such times. But then again, I've also never been without a job for more than three months.
Cowboy laid out a list of items he thinks we can do without. Most were items that he solely uses. He mentioned coming up with a plan together when he gets back to Dallas. My man with a plan. I love him! He went on and asked how we can take care of me, emotionally. Where has he been most of my adult life? Sheesh. Now, if he could just move it along and ask a question or two. I'll be good to go.