Being broke is depressing.

It seems to me that sometimes I feel a little bit sorry for myself. Like now for instance. We seem to be in a financial rut that we can't seem to climb out of. It sooooooooo depresses me. It is hard to live on one income. It is very hard to live on one income and always be happy and cheerful. I get tired of making do sometimes. I want to go to the store and go wild!(the grocery store thank God I'm not into clothes or I would seriously depressed) I want to get up sometimes and put on nice clothes and meet someone for lunch or coffee. I want to slip away and see a movie with my husband or maybe go to a bookstore. I have to remind myself that I am doing the right thing. I am home with my little prissy ruler of our world, I am home when the older two get off the bus. I know what my kids are doing. I take them to practice with my husband and never plan on missing a game. I read to them, cook their meals, and try to enforce homework. If I got a real job how much of that would I miss. I keep telling myself just a couple of more years but sometimes when money is really tight that isn't so reassuring. I lose faith in God. I lose faith in my husband. I lose faith in myself. I am not materialistic so don't get me wrong it's not things I want, just peace of mind. I feel for all parents out there trying to make it and only scraping by.