All kinds of random. And long, too.
First off, some of you asked me about the ‘opportunity’ I mentioned in a previous post. Unfortunately, it’s not a money-making/job/work-from-home/business opportunity. I will email those of you who asked about it, though.
I don’t get to do much web design these days, but I just finished one for my friend Tiffani:
(Click on the graphic to go to her page to see it in action!)
I hope she doesn’t mind me showing off the design or directing people to her page! But I really feel like you should all be reading her blog if you’re not already, because she is such a talented writer and fun blogger!
Today was payday. Thank goodness it’s a good one, too, because I need to set some aside for the boys’ school clothes and supplies. I might go aheand buy a few things, but I think I’ll wait and try to do most of it next weekend, when everything is tax free. That means I’ll have to get out amongst a bunch of rude fellow bargain-hunters, and I probably won’t be able to get many of the items I need because EVERYONE will be out and about then. But what can I do? With my ex withholding child support this month and work cutting back my hours, I need to save every dime that I can.
Oh…..it’s a good thing I have a bit more than I counted on since I’m likely to have to go back to the doctor for my stomach crap. At the very least, I’m going to have to spend $25 on a week’s supply of otc Prilosec. I don’t want to, but what can I do? Tums isn’t cutting it.
I wonder if I have an ulcer now? I know it’s from all the stress of worrying about money. My husband makes most of it, but I do bring in some. And I’ve said many times that I am the one responsible for making that money last, go where it needs to go, and that bills get paid. And make sure that they physically get paid, as in, I have to get them all together, get them sent out, etc. I sometimes wish my husband sat down and looked at all this with me, so he could worry some, too. Mean of me, I know. But I have lot to do, too, y’all! Sometimes I think it must be nice to have a dick, and only worry about going to work and coming home. I shouldn’t really bitch, though. This is the life I made for myself. I am trying to make the most of it, believe it or not.
At least my diet/fitness plan seems to be going good. I don’t own a scale, so I can’t really tell if I am losing anything. But I feel better and stronger, and that, I feel, is a great start.
Well, I guess I need to get the hubby to sign some checks, so that I can go pay bills. And pick up a supply list from my sons’ school. I’m also going to do a little shopping. I’ve been promising myself a digital camera for a while now, and I intend to get this one. I know it’s not fancy, but I am sure it will be a lot better than my camera phone, which is all I have at the moment. And with my discount, I can’t beat the price.
Then it’s off to find a week’s worth of decent food for me, and stuff the hubby will eat instead of my diet stuff. Maybe I should buy him diet stuff, too?
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