Today is Edith's first day of childcare. Likewise, I return to work from a 2 week sabatical, and Chelsey returns to full time employment for the first time since Edith showed up. This is a sad day in the Kosterpelding house. The kind of day that makes you reevaluate your life.
For instance, what sort of cost-cutting measures would allow one or both of us to stay at home? We don't need our badass cable or our badass cell phones. There's $200 in savings right there. And who says you need utilities? That's another $100. Anyway I add this up, it's not enough.
I have tried to talk Chelsey into going off the grid. This seems easy enough. Sell both our cars. Take the money. Go to Bolivia. Disappear. She points out that this plan is no good, as we don't have the title for either of our cars. She is right. The only option is to cash out our 401k's. There's a good-sized chunk of money in there. We don't have to worry about the taxes because of our new "off the grid" lifestyle. This could work.
In the meantime, I'm reading about how when Tom Waits had his first kid, he was in the process of taking over his management, and finding out he was broke. He was also moving to New York, and completely changing his musical style to something that his label told him would not sell. They ended up dropping him over it. That album turned out to be Swordfishtrombones, which restarted his career, and turned him from lounge act to what he is today. Of course he did all of this at the prodding of his wife, Kathleen Brennan. Thank you Chuck, for the fine book.
The answer is clear. I need to develop some sort of artistic and start to get paid handsomely for it. Then Chelsey is going to have to come in and make it like twice as good. Then we move to New York.