pweisner's blog

I knew when I got out of bed today it was a blue sock day. Confused? Let me explain.
A blue sock day happens when you get out of bed, your getting dressed, ready to put on your favorite wool socks when, even though they were laying next to you are suddenly gone. Now you may ask yourself, how does that happen? Good question! I first look at the beagle laying on the other side of me who loves socks, clean, dirty, he isn't picky, but no...he's laying there quietly snoring ( ever hear a beagle snore? It's
never quiet), so then you think.....are they magically stuck to me? (it's a static thing).
So you get up and check yourself in the mirror, turning, looking, no socks...then you start

Life brings us to moments that create an environment where decisions have to be made and follow through is a must! There are no options! Sounds dire, but truthful.

My husband and I felt we were achieving the american dream, our home is paid for, we worked for ourselves steadily putting money away for retirement. Life is Good!!

Wait, really?

The IRA statements come in, down another $2585.00 per person, when I say down another, meaning for the last few YEARS, continually moving in the wrong direction. My father becomes ill, leaving me to take over his finances and realizing he has been paying his bills by using his credit cards. (This is a man that worked 2-3 jobs until he retired, always lecturing on the importance of saving, and did,just not enough obviously).

Life good?