Other reasons I may die:
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the %#$% fruit flies won’t go away, despite my half-assed efforts. I hate them.
we have a bill that may be more than doubling soon, and the only means we have of even attempting to curtail it’s rise is expensive, and it may or may not work.
all my clothes are either dumpy or too small.
big kids are locusts. grocery shopping seems futile.
I am waiting to hear about medical tests, which are most likely fine, but it’s still stressful. Also, I have a weird mole that is freaking me out, so I have to go back to the doctor’s and get more tests to worry about.
I still haven’t been paid for the job I feel like I simultaneously busted my ass on/ feel like I didn’t do a good job of. Many layers of bleah, that one.
both cars need work; I took mine in for a routine oil change, and now it is running really hot. Not over the limit or anything, but close. The other one is just old, but we don’t want to get rid of either one, as we have no car payments, and don’t want any. (does anyone know of a way to get a nice car without having a car payment? The only game show I am good at is Jeopardy, and they don’t give out cars. Also I am not good at the speed part; often I pause the show so I can remember the answer. I don’t think they will let me do that on the show)
HH lost his cho-expensive camera. more cash out! whee!
Reasons I won’t die:
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The Otter gets fabulously cuter every day. If we could just wipe the excess cute off of her toes and sell it, our financial worries would be over.
My husband has a fine fine booty
I wish it were more kosher to discuss financial woes so I wouldn’t feel so alone and so much like a big loser. I am sure there are others out there who are barely squeaking by, despite all their best efforts. It is just hard to tell. Is it too much to ask to be able to fix your car or buy some decent clothes without having a major freak out? Could I just maybe be able to get ahead, just a bit? Please?
Or at the very least, I’d like some expensive sushi cookies. Heh, fruit-o-maki.
