Feb 18, 2011 23:50
I think I'm too attached to money. I don't think I'm obsessed with making it. I don't think I'm stingy about it when it matters. I think I'm always afraid that I'm just letting it all go. I'm probably not.
Stuff I have to pay off:
Taxes
Furniture for the house
Regular bills
Possibly membership to join a whirlyball league with friends
Going out tomorrow night
Lolla tickets/hotel/blah
Seattle
Whatever vacation Adam and I go on...which I'm hoping more and more we don't do this year.
Tires
Myself because PayPal is stupid and took money from my credit card
It's the trips that are going to kill me. I guess I'm torn between conservative Ashley who would always rather have a little in her pocket, and longing Ashley, who always feels like she's missing out on the fun. I thought after the spring and paying off all the improvements for the house was over, I'd be on my merry way saving a fixed percentage of my paycheck like I probably should have been in the first place.
Whatever. Fortunately now is not the time to worry about it. Now, I can window shop online for things I wont buy, but will instead stalk until things are down to a price I'm willing to pay...or until those things are no longer available and I really don't miss them anyway. Tomorrow, I will be enjoying my Valentine's Day gift massage at LaVida...and it will be wonderful...and long overdue.