Since Boy and I have been together, I have been laid off not once, but twice. I also quit a job once because I was verbally abused by my employer. So we’ve experienced my being unemployed a few times as a couple and I’ve dealt with it as an individual. As anyone who’s ever been there can tell you, even if you know it’s coming, it throws you for one helluva loop because you’re suddenly scrambling to figure out what the hell you’re going to do with your life.
Today, unfortunately, it was Boy’s turn to be thrown.
We are doing our best to look on the bright side. One of Boy’s employers has secured him some freelance work so there will be money coming in for a few more weeks. We don’t live an extravagent lifestyle and we have some savings so we’re not in dire straits. This frees Boy up to investigate some of the other employment opportunities he’s been thinking about. We have a great network of friends and family to support us emotionally through this sucky time.
But on top of all of that, we have each other. Yeah, it sounds kinda cutesy and vomit-inducing to say that – “We have each other” – but it is actually true. Part of deciding to get married is committing to being on the other person’s side. It’s like saying “Hey, I love you so much that I want to join forces with you. I want to work with you, to fight with you and to cheer you on through all the crazy $h!t that’ll be coming down the road at us. We’ll enjoy the good stuff together and when the not-so-good stuff happens, we’ll work on making it better together.”
So tonight I’m going home, and instead of freaking out/crying/worrying, Boy and I going to go out and have a nice dinner to celebrate the fact that when times get tough, it’s good to have have an ally.
And we’re going to drink. A whole lot.