America….Land of the stressful

The transition back into this life has been a lot harder then the transition into our Nica life. The realities of the American lifestyle is ridiculously hard to maintain and really a non-necessary stress in my life. I do not want to nor need to keep up with the Kardashians or neighbor money bags who just bought a brand new convertible mazaratti……. because you need one of those, especially in Bend, Oregon. The hustle and bustle of making enough money just to get food on the table is very straining. I miss the simplicity of everything, having less is way less stressful . Why would anyone want more stuff when all it brings is more stress and strain.
The fight to survive is taking it’s toll on us already. The once lost and forgotten about everyday stresses that occurred in our life and marriage is quickly creeping it’s way back into our lives. I find the struggle of having to make the money to eat the overly priced food is a very tiring battle I am constantly fighting, it’s like ground hound day, I wake up with a new plan every morning and somehow they all seem to backfire. Still somehow we seem to manage and pull thru and find ourselves on the succeeding end of the battle pole.
I know we will survive and everything we need will come to us. If we keep living our simple lives and minimizing the needs and wants the stresses and strains will not conquer, and we will flourish with our own riches of happiness and love. So to the Kardashians and money bag neighbors you can keep your new cars and fancy T.V’s and all the stresses that comes with them. I will gladly drive my 1979 volkswagen rabbit with the broken seats and cracked dash. I will eat my fridge empty before I go shopping. The only battle I care to fight is the one to keep our lives as simple and stress free as it was in Nicaragua.