We had a BIG garage sale this morning and most everything I own is GONE. Who knew garage sales could be so emotional?!! Today was so HARD for me. I sat there watching people walk away with MY STUFF and I… felt this sense of anxiety SWELLING in my gut. As the day progressed, that feeling increased.
As the last set of couches was hauled away I broke down.
Doubt. Fear. Anxiety. And a waterfall of tears.
I own NOTHING. And that realization FREAKED ME OUT.
As I sat there wondering what the HECK is wrong with me, I realized WHY this is so scary for me.
6 years ago we were living in our dream home. We had really nice furniture, six months worth of savings in the bank, great income, nice cars, everything was picture perfect. And then my husband stopped bringing home paychecks, but he was still working. Sometimes when you’re self employed that can happen. We went TWO YEARS with no paychecks. And just so you know, six months of savings doesn’t last two years. With a 2 year old and a 1 year old, we were broke as a joke.