59. Donate more, whether it’s in the form of goods, services or cold hard cash.
I'm officially knocking this one off. Since moving into the "new" house (over a YEAR ago!), we've made at least 3 large donations to charities. This has included clothing and household goods. We've also make some monetary donations to our favorite charities (Komen fund, Humane Society, etc.). Nothing huge, but every little bit helps, right? I'm going to attempt to continue purging my closet at least 3 times a year.
61. Pay off my automobile
DONE! Made my last payment last month. My vehicle is officially MINE. Crossedfingers that it doesn't clonk out on me now. :)
Progress on 104.
Last month, on the 17th, we had our first slice of wedding cake. My mom took the whole top layer home after the wedding and threw it in her freezer. So, once I got it home on the 16, the put it in the fridge to thaw. On the 17th, I sliced it into 12 very uneven slices and wrapped all but one piece back up in 2 layers of saranwrap and 1 layer of aluminum foil and put them back in the freezer. I wish we could have had a more delicious cake. I mean, it's okay as wedding cakes go. The cake itself is super yummy and I like the fillings too. Just not too fond of the frosting. Oh well!
YUM.
In other news, The Boy is being a total crab because of work crap lately. I understand stress, I really do, but I'm getting frustrated that he comes home and complains and gets all worked up about things he has no control over. He has 2 co-workers that are competent and 3 that aren't... for a variety of reasons... indifference, lack of decent communication skills, no ability to work independently. I have no idea how these people got hired in the first place, but they're there. The fact that they are unreliable means that The Boss tends to give all the important stuff to The Boy and the other 2 good workers. Meaning that they're so weighted down doing the important stuff that they can't get done what they're actually supposed to be doing. And the crappy workers are busy screwing things up that The Good 3 then have to go back and fix. The Boy spent a lot of time on Saturday working from home. He should not have had to do that. He was fixing other people's mistakes. And there's a good chance that he'll be sent to Minnesota this week to continue fixing other people's mistakes in person. He comes home angry and stressed out, for good reason! And I can't fix it, which makes me sad. But I also just want to smack him upside the head sometimes and say, "There's no reason for you to be angry with me. You should be enjoying this time!" Poor guy. :(