The Offer

Written last week, but I waited to post, just wanting to sit with it ourselves first for a bit, and in case anything fell thru...

The man I live with, came downstairs and said, "I think I might cry," because someone finally offered him a job. He'd heard that people might low ball him because he'd been out of work for so long, but without even a negotiation, he was offered a bit more than his last position. He laid on the couch like a piece of sludge.  He said muscles that hadn't released for a year were letting go.

Later we sat together and did a ritual of gratitude. He said he wants to figure out what happened.  After the lay-off he got up every day and was at a computer and working, however it took a long time for him to start applying for positions and even longer to get some confidence back.  I don't know how much time he'll take to look deeper into this once he is busy working again, however I'm grateful that he at least wants to try.

The car needs new tires and brakes - important things, but things you debate on when you don't have an income.  We decided to order the tires a few weeks back before the roads get icy, it took a while for them to come in, so that appt is Thursday.  After the offer today it was no more debating about when to do the brakes, that appt is now tomorrow.