Dear Me,
Today we woke up at 7:00am. We were out the door and out running our errands. We went to the bank to pull out money from our savings to get some groceries:( I hate pulling money out of accounts I am trying to create a refuge with. We went to get breakfast at the Chick Fil A. Received excellent service. Then it was off to Target where we bought only bare essential groceries. Some Birthday and Fathers day cards, a non fat caramel latte treat for me, a trip to the ladies room (must have been the latte and biscuits and gravy combo) and a gift card later we are out the door.
Now it was 11:30 am and we were on our way to get gas and to help a friend paint his condo. A hard 3 hours later we had a break with the works, chicken and tomatoes, and hot wings. Yum! I gobbled down three pieces of pizza, 3 chicken wings and two glasses of coke before returning to my paint duty. We got into a conversation about our jobs, being in debt and struggling, and the road rage that both our friend and my fiance share. Our friends quote was that people drive with a smile on their face that says,
"Hooray for me, and to hell with you."
After another two hours of painting and some blisters later we left. I was informed by my fiance that I cut people off really bad when they talk. I asked if it was obnoxious like I enjoy only hearing my voice type of obnoxious. Sadly he said, "Truthfully. Yes."
I know that I cut people off sometimes. I am not trying to be rude or all into myself. I just get so excited about whatever the discussion is about I develop what I Now know is a seriously BAD case of Diarrhea of the mouth. Not that I really care what people think of me, but it is rude and I am not normally a rude person. However, in my head during one of my Ally McBeal moments is a complete different story.
We canceled our evening festivities to the strip clubs tonight. My fiance has got to be one of the very few men who really doesn't enjoy going to those places. We were going to go and I even had a girlfriend who was going to tag along, but we decided not to waste the money on gas. Then there is the fact that these women are working for their money and we have zero dollars to contribute to their, "Talent." Actually really some of them can do AMAZING things on the pole. I just couldn't justify spending the money on gas, entrance, drinks, and dancers when we can barely buy food.Our friend will only be turning 21 once and I will not get to go to the club I wanted to go to, but life goes on.
We are looking into this new budget planning program and are trialing it right now. So far so good. We'll see. I would love to have more financial freedom.
It is already 7:30pm. Time flies!
Tomorrow we shall meet again,
Me
1 comment:
Congrats on not going to the expensive club! All you have to do is re-read your blog to remind yourself of your financial priorities: braces, bills, debts, groceries...basically more important things. Oh, and remind me to go grocery shopping with you next time to show you how to make biscuits and gravy and a latte for dirt cheap instead of spending your savings on the convenience! Also, I have never noticed that you interrupt people. Maybe this is a new thing?
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