Someday

Someday

• 1.16.2010

College students are supposed to be poor, right? However, we continually look forward to the inevitable “someday” in the future when Bron will be done and finally start his career. Then we’ll actually have some of that green stuff we call money; at least that’s the plan.

When we moved out here to New York, Bron and I knew we would need to cut our spending back a bit. It was a little tough at first, but we’ve adjusted to fewer dinners out on the weekends and other non-necessities. Now that I have no job and a baby on the way, we need to cut our budget again. It’s possible to live on what Bron makes alone, but it’s a tight squeeze. I think we can do it though. I hope so. It would mean so much to me to be able to stay at home with my baby and smother him with the love only a mother can give. Anyhow, it just doesn’t make sense for me to find a mediocre full time job, purchase another vehicle, and pay for daycare too.

Because of our lack of funds these days, we seem to do a lot of dreaming. “Someday,” we say. Last night we browsed through the big furniture shop in town and lay on every new mattress there, pretending to have money to spend on a luxury that will just have to wait. Then we went grocery shopping. Bron saw the shelves stashed with sprinkles, cherries, hot fudge, and caramel. “Someday,” he said, “I will have this kind of stuff on hand all the time.” Yes, and someday we’ll own a house out in the country with a steer or two or three and I’ll have my friendly dog to go running with me until the snow sets in. Someday we’ll eat Sushi on the weekends just because we can. Someday we’ll retire, purchase a sailboat, and spend our summer sailing the Mediterranean Sea.

Last night though, I crawled into bed next to Bron inside our sparsely decorated house with its empty white walls and placed my freezing feet on his warm ones. He teased me. We then lay face to face to chat. We laughed and watched as our baby made my stomach take on a life of its own.

You can’t buy that with money. Money makes life a heck of a lot easier and even more enjoyable, but it definitely can’t buy happiness. Bron and I have a lot to be thankful for. We have always had enough. Most importantly, we have each other. I hope we can keep our lives in perspective and learn to enjoy the little things each day as we struggle through this period in our marriage together feeling like we often go without.

I know we’re not the only ones out there who have ever experienced poor college life, nor will we be the last. If they can do it, so can we! I actually think Bron and I might be better together for having this experience. It’s stressful, but someday I hope we’ll be just as happy as we are now.