Well, it's been nearly six months six my husband became unemployed--and there are no prospects at the moment. Every day, I think about all the mistakes we've made--financial decisions, moving here when it meant leaving a good-paying tenured position for me, getting into bad housekeeping habits, etc. I wake up every morning and have to deal with all my failures. I have to make difficult phone calls and difficult decisions, all the while supporting my husband through his own emotional response to this situation.
My heart is heavy. While I know things will be okay eventually, some days it's just really hard.