$30

Sometimes, I feel like I'm unimportant. Now, I know I'm important, but sometimes, I feel like my life isn't important to anyone but those of us living it, and even then, I don't think my kids realize what the mom does.

SIDE STORY: Emery was telling me the other day that I didn't have a real job. I just looked at him with my mouth hanging open. Clint pointed out some of the things I do (laundry, dinner, running the kids to various things, buying groceries, etc.) which was good for Emery to realize. He knows I do stuff, but I don't "go to work" like his dad and his kindergarten teacher.

Anyways, back to the post at hand. I told Clint one day last week that I really wanted to open up the mailbox and find some cash in there. We paid a lot of big bills this month so our budget is pretty tight and there's not a lot of extra cash to go around. But Saya was worth every penny! I get a little bit of cash from preschool funds (after I pay tithing and buy supplies), and I wanted to take Clint out to dinner. I was worried that I wouldn't have enough for that after I got the tithing paid on Sunday and got some ink for printing preschool worksheets. On Monday, when I got the mail. There was a survey from these people. The first one I got came with $2. I filled it out and sent it back, so I guess they decided I was good for a second. This one came with $30. Enough to take my husband on a birthday date. It makes me feel like I'm not so unimportant.

Hacienda Guadalajara here we come.....when I find a new babysitter..........