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Allrighty! The election is just a week away and I am all kinds of fired up! I can’t help… I can be a political junkie at times.
I know it may be a little hard to believe, but man, oh man, I have a lot to say. So, a fair warning: I think its safe to say that the majority of my blogging in the next week or so will be all about the politics.
My first discussion will be this whole “redistribution of wealth” thing. Does anyone really think this is a good idea? Oh, wait a sec, let me rephrase that: Does anyone with a job think this is a good idea?
Perhaps I am naive, just a silly girl, but I still believe in the American Dream. You know, that dream that says with a little hard work and determination, you can accomplish anything in this country? Yep, that one - I still believe in it!
It makes me so angry to hear people promote, what in my mind equals to theft, thinly veiled as socialism or Marxism or in this country Liberalism. Seriously… theft, thats what it is!
I was not born with a silver spoon in my mouth, far from it! Neither was my husband. We both came from middle to lower middle class backgrounds. Our parents worked hard to provide what we had growing up, sometimes working 2 or more jobs at a time. We didn’t know any different, thats just the way it was.
We, as a family, have been very blessed financially. We have a wonderful house, 2 cars, we have been able to go on vacations and when an unseen expense comes up, it usually can be handled and I have the luxury of being a stay at home mom.
How did we get here? Lots of hard work and dedication.
After 8 years in the Marine Corps I got out to become a stay at home mom. But, we quickly realized that financially we weren’t going to be able to make ends meet. So, I promptly got a job at Pappa Johns. Yep, I went from being a Sgt in the Marine Corps, to delivering pizzas… and you know what? It stunk. I did not like it. But, its what had to be done.
Marc, who was still in the Marine Corps at the time, would come home from work, we would say our hello’s and goodbye’s and I would head out to sling some pizzas. Marc would take care of the girls and then once they were in bed, he would start working his second job - trying to create his business.
We ate a lot of hotdogs and spaghetti. We didn’t go to the movies. Going out to eat usually involved me bringing some pizzas home from work. Marc and I didn’t buy any clothes for a few years. All the girls’ stuff came from thrift stores or Wal-Mart. I did grocery shopping almost daily, using my tips from the night before. This went on for awhile.
I eventually got another job, working from home as a secretary. Marc still worked away trying to build his business. He would put in a full day at the office and then come home and work all night long, sometimes only getting a few hours sleep. The weekends? Well, just more of the same.
We eventually got to where I could quit my job and then, we came to a place in life where Marc could quit his “traditional” job and concentrate solely on his business.
It wasn’t all easy going from there. We still have our ups and downs. There have been months where Marc has had to not take a paycheck. But… it’s our dream and we make it work.
Wake up people! Success takes hard work. It doesn’t come easy. It usually doesn’t come early either and success is defined differently for each person or family.
The last thing this country needs is someone coming along and deciding who gets what and how much. There is no “piece of the pie” to be had. You want pie? Go make one! Decide what kind, how big and when you want it and find out how to make it… then GO FOR IT!
Done… for now.
