You know you have an internet addiction when you plop down on your couch with your giant coffee and your remote (or converter, as some of my friends call it. Converter? Really?) and your laptop and you are all set to write something completely profound
(about the price of a Jewish Day School education. It’s high, for those who are playing at home. It’s, like, $15,000 a year per child high. And, as you know, I have three children. And don’t get me started on high school tuition because that’s up somewhere in the $24,000 a year range but my oldest is only in 4th grade and I really just can’t even bring myself to think about what the price tag will be by the time she reaches 9th grade.
And I wanted to write about how I am reading articles about people making the radical decision to switch their children from private school to public school to gasps of horror! from their friends and family and I am sitting and nodding my head in solidarity and realizing that I am a huge fan of public school and my children are in Jewish Day School because that’s all we’ve ever known and because that’s all our family and friends have ever known and there are so many things I love about it. I love that my children learn so much about their heritage and holidays and the history of us as Jews. I love that Isabella knows the entire Passover story and over the weekend I watched as she and her friend Zachary put on a play complete with a baby Moses in the basket. I love that Emily and Joshua speak Hebrew fluently.
But, at the end of the day, it’s just a ridiculous amount of money. We are budgeted into the ground and are forced to dip into our savings each month just to make ends meet…even though my husband and I make more than a decent living between the two of us…and yet. We are not saving. We are not able to save. We moved further north, north, north of the city into the Toronto nosebleeds because that’s what we could afford. We drive un-fancy cars. You are going to have to trust me on this one…I do drive a mini-van, but it’s not an Odyssey OR a Sienna. We don’t go on vacation unless it’s to visit family. My children will likely never visit a Disney theme park. I can’t afford to send Emily to sleepover camp. We buy our children’s clothing at Target and Old Navy. We struggle, because we pay $45,000 a year in tuition. And it’s not, as people will argue, so I can live a lavish lifestyle. I don’t want to have the extra $45,000 so I can drive a better car or I can wear designer clothing. I’d like to have the extra money to give us a little wiggle room. I’d like to not have to panic when we have to use the chunk of money we have been saving for our dog’s surgery. I’d like to be able to let my children see the rest of the world. I’d like to be able to get on a plane and visit my sister one last time before she moves to AUSTRALIA. I’d like to be able to take my kids to visit their cousins. I’d like to be able to SAVE for their college educations. I’d like to have less pressure on me to make a certain amount of money to be able to make tuition payments when I’d so much rather keep the job I have and love and be able to take my kids to school and pick them up from school and know their friends and know their teachers. I’d rather be THEIR MOM ALL THE TIME and work when *I* want to than be the person who works too much just to pay their tuition.
Anyway, this big expensive elephant in the room keeps weighing on my mind and my wallet. And I have to wonder…is it really worth it?)
but then you see that your site is down and has been down for almost four hours and then the shaking starts. And then the only thing you can think about is tweeting about how annoyed you are with Mochahost and that maybe you are looking into a new host and then – miraculously – the minute after you whine and bitch about it on twitter your site is back up and you can get back onto the couch and finish your coffee and write something completely profound, but you just can’t remember what you were going to talk about…