So the plan was this: over the summer, as various expenses lessened or disapeared, I’d get a raise, avivahg would work, and we’d dig our way out of the hole we’ve been in. The reality: we’re in worse shape than ever, and soon the kids will be home, nullifying any decrease in our monthly expenses. So. Another year of putting off plans and purchases that have been on-hold for years. Another year of barely scraping by month-to-month, knowing that there is no safety net should the unexpected crop up. Another year of fighting over a single aging computer, hoping it doesn’t die and take our data with it. Another year of trying to make clothes, cars, and furniture last long after they’ve worn out. Another year I use my birthday money to pay the bills.