Monday, November 24, 2008

Good Lord

Your life never lacks for drama, huh? It sounds to me like you could use a vacation. A vacation to someplace fabulous, that you've never considered going to before. A place like, oh, I dunno, Minneapolis! We have two fabulous guest rooms, a new dog, and live less than 10 minutes from the Mall of America. Lots of yarn stores, a German restaurant where they sell beer in a boot (waaaaaaayyyyyy too much booze for us, but fun to watch other people drink), and tons of other great stuff. Both of you ladies are welcome anytime.

I may need to hide out with one of you, because I may murder Eric. Last paycheck was the first one we had any leftover from (cause the first 2 were totally eaten up by bills and whatnot), so I was feeling pretty good. The dog got sick and I used the rest of my money from college to pay for that,and this paycheck and the next one will be smaller than normal cause of tax stuff, but still, we were doing ok. And the what the fuck does Eric do? He comes home bitching about how annoying it was to restart our XM radio. Hang on a second, how much did that cost? Ready? Ready?



$450. What. The. FUCK! The worst part is, he has no idea what he did wrong. "But its for 3 years!" Who the fuck cares? He doesn't even drive the car that much anymore, and I'm willing to live with free radio. So instead of having $800 to get us through till next paycheck (Friday after next), we have $300 (cause with tax, the total bill was $500). The rest is for rent. I have no money left in my checking account, and I have no credit card, so I have no way to pay for anything. And we have no savings, because Eric spends everything he gets. I have no idea what to do about this. If I try to talk to him about it, he either gets defensive or accuses me of panicking. Yeah, cause not having any money to pay bills or buy food is totally not a reason to panic. Not having any savings for emergencies, or down payment on a house, or for future children is silly to worry about. I'm thinking of going back to Petsmart, just so I can hoard the money from that job. Saving $180 a week is better than nothing.

Sorry Manda, this was supposed to be a supportive post, but I'm just freaking out about money stuff. Oh, and Jen, congrats on passing the bar. I hope everything is going ok for you and Kevin.

~Katie

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