After loosing my job of 14yrs back in late April(4 days before my birthday) and not finding work until July, it hit hard. I had to cash out retirement to try and save the house, with no success. Dropped another grand to stop foreclosure, with not success. Lost it at the start of Sept.(8 years of equity gone) and with everything in a large storage unit, including the project car, I actually have more room but less time to work on it. I'm working again and even though I'm making $4.25 less an hour I'm still making more money due to the extra hours and side jobs. This is good because I don't have time to think about all the hardship. Now, if I could only find a place to live for less than $1100 a month that isn't in "South side" I'll be doing good. Sad, considering I was paying close to $1000 monthly for my 3-2-2.
Everything happens for a reason and the Z has been waiting to be finished for over 2 years now and it may take me another year to get it running again, but atleast I know I still have "her" after 10 some odd years(maybe more). I can see the light at the end of the tunnel. I'm just not sure how long the tunnel is.
I lost the house, but not my passion for life!