It seems no matter how close you think you are to breaking through the ice on the surface life has a way of pulling the rug out from underneath you. Things with the debt are going well...well the credit card is no longer functional as I said and I'm earning enough to make some headway into clearing the remainder. However, just when I was getting ready to do some major savings and investment I got a phone call from mother dearest. My family's finances are going to hell in a handbasket and my single parent mother - who coincidentally happens to be my best friend and I hers - doesn't know what to do.
She came to me as a friend and I think I offered her good support as a friend. But I just couldn't tell her as a daughter how shook up the whole thing has left me. It seems I may have to drop out. After all that hard work, after packing up and moving half way around the world. There just isn't any money to keep me in university after this year and no prospects of getting any loom large. Strangely enough I'm not feeling thoroughly pessimistic, just a little overwhelmed. I've just come from a week long reading break for uni and been doing a lot of studying trying to justify the investment to myself as much as anyone else. But Oh Lord...nitafanyeje? (that's Swahili for what will I do?)
And so close to the finish line too...
