We hosted our annual New Years Eve party. We had brisket and tons of other food. And as per tradition, I seemed to cut myself while washing a porcelain dish. It slipped out of my hand and when I attempted to catch it it cut me. It seems that for several years either Russ or I cut ourselves on or around the holidays. We played some games with the kids (our pop-a-shot we got for Christmas was a hit with everyone). The kids went to bed pretty late and then we hung out with Scott and Brielle until 2am!
It was a fun night. We joked that this was a retirement party for Russ since tomorrow he will no longer be employed. I had a freak out this week about Russ losing his job. Honestly I feel like I have handled this big life change very well. But I did freak out this week thinking Russ is just going to become complacent and make bad decisions and I really just went down a rabbit hole. But I have to remember that Russ has never given me a reason to think he would not put our family first and so I am going to try and remember that on the inevitable hard days to come. Luckily we have a pay out coming in Sept 2025 and due to the non-compete that Russ signed a few years ago, he will likely be out of a job for the next 9 months until we get our pay out. Trying to exercise faith over fear.
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