Wednesday, December 14, 2011

It's official: recession

It's official now: we're in a recession.
Normal people already knew that, but the politicians now have to face it too.
Ofcourse they're publicly acknowledging that we have to live with more cut backs.
I'm so glad we didn't go with the trend to buy a house.
Renting a house has been as good as buying a house until a few years ago when the economical situation showed the first signs of decline.
People show buy a house, they were told. The main intention was to keep employment up, and the banks running.
We didn't want a loan of 30 years as we didn't know if we would have to move...maybe for the education of the children. We were lucky we didn't have to, as one of the kids went to school/academy in another town but used the train as an almost direct connection from door to door. But if more kids would have gone there we would have moved.
Now we're almost stuck here as the new regulations of the European Union state that with our income we can't rent anymore against the rent we pay now. Well, we can't miss more of our income.

Because of our autistic son we have more things that need to be paid for. Some are just minor, like the showercurtain he's been fighting with this week. I don't know what he does, but he pulls it with him each time he comes out of the shower. He never did before.
Now the system which stretches from wall to wall needs to be renewed, and he has demolished one of the new hooks.

He also needs a new chair, and because he has a good weight he needs an expensive one. One we would never buy for ourselves.

I don't mind dealing with less money. I think it's more difficult for the kids. Being in puberty means wanting to do the same as your peers.

Sometimes help comes from an unexpected corner.
The girl who's preparing for the ballet academy has been granted free access to the lessons of modern dance. I'm so grateful for that. My daughter too.
Today she had another lesson and when she came home she seemed to have grown at least 20 cm's.
For me it's even more work, as I have to make three times dinner, three times a week, because people come home at different times. But as long as I can give them healthy food I don't mind...when someone does the dishes. There: it's said.

We never had a dishwasher, so there's no step back there. Isn't that great?


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