Today I realized...

I went to the bank today. And I realized that I was a poor person.

I suppose I should let you know right off the bat that this isn't going to be a very cheerful blog, or is it going to be very polished. This is just a way for me to keep a record of this...challenging time in our life. I suppose I could just say shitty, yah, it's pretty shitty.

Anyways, So I am at the bank. I'm cashing my "paycheck." It's only 144$ for two weeks of work. Aaron is thankfully bringing in a lot more then me.

Don't get me wrong, this isn't just me bitching about not having money, I get it, we are all broke. This is about Aaron and I, and others we know, living and learning together about what it means to be part of poverty. Aaron and I are so far below the poverty line, I can't even see it from where we are standing. But, somehow, I don't feel like the traditional image of a poor person: I rent a house, I have a few nice things, I eat good food, I get to have fun (sometimes). Is this a new kind of poor? Or are we just good at living within our means?

One thing is for sure, I did not see this coming.