isn't it just so?
Just days ago I was talking myself into being able to purchase and live in a condo...giving up my right to adorn winter coat, panties and uggs to go feed Bailey in the morning...no one is going to see, what do I care? Giving up the rush of fear when I get out of the Jeep to open my gate and walk back through the headlights to pitch black (what do I think is waiting there to get me?) when I come home to my little hide-a-way at the end of a mile of gravel road at 1am. Watching were I step in the morning as I take the first step out of my front door because Steve-O and Earl always leave me offerings of the mouse kind..disgusting but giggle worthy for some reason..
It all made perfect sense. For reasons out of my hand I'm can't make the log house affordable anymore and I didn't want to move...not again...not for the 16th time in my 24 years. I didn't want to run, do I even run? So I decide...a condo...I can do it...it's liveable and ownable. Mortgage, I would much rather prefer than silly rent. I see rent as throwing away money, alot of money. My Mom told me I either had to decrease my spending or increase my income. Since I live a pretty simple and humble life (with the occasional gin, great pair of shoes and $5.00 organic baby spinach) I need to increase my income...I get a plan..the plan involves a condo..I can make it work.
Just hours ago I get called into the office at my part time but former full time place of employment, they don't want to lose me and they know I'm wanting to leave...how did they know my condo plan? It's so fool proof. They offer me more money...alot more..$4.00/hr more.
shit, shit, shit. why am I not more excited about this....this is what I would love in the income scheme of things but is it what I love in the love scheme of things?
life...any day now it's going to be a breeze. Waking up is going to be easy, there's going to be sunrises and nice weather, breakfasts that are more than a timmies coffee, there will be smiles and laughter and....a warm breeze.
It all made perfect sense. For reasons out of my hand I'm can't make the log house affordable anymore and I didn't want to move...not again...not for the 16th time in my 24 years. I didn't want to run, do I even run? So I decide...a condo...I can do it...it's liveable and ownable. Mortgage, I would much rather prefer than silly rent. I see rent as throwing away money, alot of money. My Mom told me I either had to decrease my spending or increase my income. Since I live a pretty simple and humble life (with the occasional gin, great pair of shoes and $5.00 organic baby spinach) I need to increase my income...I get a plan..the plan involves a condo..I can make it work.
Just hours ago I get called into the office at my part time but former full time place of employment, they don't want to lose me and they know I'm wanting to leave...how did they know my condo plan? It's so fool proof. They offer me more money...alot more..$4.00/hr more.
shit, shit, shit. why am I not more excited about this....this is what I would love in the income scheme of things but is it what I love in the love scheme of things?
life...any day now it's going to be a breeze. Waking up is going to be easy, there's going to be sunrises and nice weather, breakfasts that are more than a timmies coffee, there will be smiles and laughter and....a warm breeze.