First, the day after I wrote the last post, Sam was laid off of his job. No warning, 1 week severance. The owners of that company are not the most trustworthy of people, we weren't surprised. Sam had a couple of altercations with one of the owners, over really stupid stuff, and where they had him working, they just didn't have enough work to keep him busy. They wanted him there 8 hours a day, so they could bill for 8 hours, but he didn't have more than 1 or 2 hours of actual work to do. Sam is not good at the "looking busy" thing, when there is nothing to do. Anyway, whatever, it's done now.
We went through our usual "Woo hoo, vacation!" (Sam, of course) and "Oh, crud, NOW what do we do" (me, of course). The first few days, there was absolutely nothing showing up on any of the usual sites, but Sam mobilized his vast network of engineer and designer buddies, and we went into "money diet" mode, reducing the grocery budget, no movies, etc. I have a huge long list of stuff that needs to be done around the house, so Sam went to work on that.
When they laid him off, they paid him also for his accrued vacation. So, we got a regular check and a slightly bigger vacation pay check. I figured out how long it should last. I worried about how long it would take him to find a job. We had just quite a bit to fix up the Daewoo for Ry and Sue to take back to Utah. Sunday came, the bishopric already knew about our situation and offered any help. But we have some money in the bank, and food storage and I figured we'd be OK for a while. I had to pay tithing on both of those checks, however, and it wasn't an insignificant amount. Even though I have a testimony of tithing, it's hard to pay it when you don't know when or where your next money will come from.
The next week, we got a call from someone with a temporary job. It's for six weeks, but it's for a design house, so if they like his work, they could reassign him and keep him busy longer. No benefits, so we'll have to figure out how to pay the health insurance premiums, but whatever, we won't starve. Not that either of us are in danger of that for awhile, anyway. Meg is another story. ;0)
Yesterday, Meghan decided to finally memorize the last Old Testament scripture mastery scripture. We went to look it up, and found that it was Malachi 3:10:
Bring ye all the tithes into the storehouse, that there may be meat in mine house, and prove me now herewith, saith the Lord of hosts, if I will not open you the windows of heaven, and pour you out a blessing, that there shall not be room enough to receive it.
The windows of heaven have been opened for us, and we are grateful.
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