Sorry for the cliff-hanger, I didn’t mean to stress anybody. So as I was saying, with the Tupperware thing I was working full time as a Tupperware manager with around 50 consultants, I was also working full time as a Technical Writer, and I was teaching college writing classes two nights a week. We had three little ones at home and the Drama Queen was just past a year when I got pregnant with Teach.| Little baby Teach |
That’s about when my sweetie said we needed to find a cheaper place to live and we found the scary little house out in Magna that would keep our expenses down. Remember, then we were actually able to buy the house near our babysitter by not paying our bills for a month? So all through that time, Tupperware was a constant. Teach was born in June after we had been in our house for about 5 months. Some people said she was “born in a Tupperware bowl.” It almost felt like it! I was working like crazy, just trying to keep my head above water. Thus ended the year 1991.
In 1992 I vowed that things would be better, but even though our house payment was about the same as our rent had been, we now had additional expenses that we didn’t have before. Bossy and the Gym Rat were in a Montessori school and Drama Queen and Teach were heading off to my neighbor’s house every day. The childcare costs were almost as much as the mortgage. We sunk deeper and deeper into debt. I couldn’t possibly take on another job! My sweetie was also working three jobs – his regular day job as an engineer, his work with me on the Tupperware unit (if you look at the pics from yesterday, you can see him doing a demonstration at a party!) and he was also teaching some night classes.
The day I decided I just couldn’t do it anymore, I hit my knees and asked God to grant us some sort of miracle. I wasn’t sure what it could possibly be that would help us out of this mess, but I figured He knew. About a week later, my sweetie was given an amazing opportunity. You all know that he is an Electronics Design Engineer. He worked for a little company called Dayna Communications. (It was swallowed up by Intel several years after he changed jobs.) Anyway, they had some circuit boards that were having issues. They told him that for each board he could troubleshoot and repair, they would pay him $90.00.
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3 comments:
I remember my mom selling Tupperware too; this brings back memories!
Thanks for finishing the story. I loved it! It's a great story and what a lesson!!!
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