June 20, 2006
E is here. H cried on Friday, she missed her so much. It feels good to have her here. She brought clothes over that G wants to pay me to mend :P She's concerned about our finances and trying to figure out how to give me money. I always mend their things without payment. The sewing machine belongs to her husband's ex, who lives in Sweden. Well, apparently she didn't want it anymore. At any rate, it isn't mine. I'm happy to mend for them in exchange for use of the machine. Nuts.
I think we'll be okay this month. I've already used money I won't have till near the end of the month, by credit card. But I don't think I will overuse the credit card (I don't want to pay interest) or that we will finish the month weakened by hunger. Please.
Yesterday when I was driving A's friends home after their visit, I stopped by the side of the road to wait for one of the friends to put his seatbelt on as he hadn't when I reminded everyone at the beginning of the ride. He said he hated seatbelts. A said, "Who doesn't? What can we do? Our mom has this obsession about making us wear them." I started to say that one day when I'm really depressed we'll all get in the car without seatbelts, drive real fast and go off a cliff. But I stopped myself after "some day when I'm really depressed..." Probably not the best kind of thing for a kid to have floating around in his head, I decided. I'll keep my solutions to our part in the world's problems to myself. It sounds kind of fun doesn't it? Probably it would be so exciting, you'd decide you didn't want to die after all. That's the glitch. Or the safety mechanism. Even thinking about it, "WHEEEEEE!," makes you happier to be alive.
I think we'll be okay this month. I've already used money I won't have till near the end of the month, by credit card. But I don't think I will overuse the credit card (I don't want to pay interest) or that we will finish the month weakened by hunger. Please.
Yesterday when I was driving A's friends home after their visit, I stopped by the side of the road to wait for one of the friends to put his seatbelt on as he hadn't when I reminded everyone at the beginning of the ride. He said he hated seatbelts. A said, "Who doesn't? What can we do? Our mom has this obsession about making us wear them." I started to say that one day when I'm really depressed we'll all get in the car without seatbelts, drive real fast and go off a cliff. But I stopped myself after "some day when I'm really depressed..." Probably not the best kind of thing for a kid to have floating around in his head, I decided. I'll keep my solutions to our part in the world's problems to myself. It sounds kind of fun doesn't it? Probably it would be so exciting, you'd decide you didn't want to die after all. That's the glitch. Or the safety mechanism. Even thinking about it, "WHEEEEEE!," makes you happier to be alive.