Freedom at a Price

Lately, I've been discouraged at the pay rates here in Montana. What is a well-educated girl to do? I've done a little freelance writing and work for a local non-profit, but that does not pay the bills. And the funds from city living can not last forever (although I give myself credit for stretching them as long as I have!)

So, I contemplate what I'm giving up for living here. But as I look out my new window, I realize I have beautiful mountains, fresh air, and a fresh start.

I have a house-sitting job for the winter, whereby I only have to pay utilities. I am fortunate, and right now, frugal :) A dear friend of mine said to always remember we are carried; we are not alone.

Meanwhile, California is on fire and Georgia is running out of water. Those Californians may have the opportunity of a fresh start. They may all come here soon. So I count my blessings, and follow that little nudge inside that says I should stay here a little longer.