Beautiful, Sweet, Wonderful, Lifegiving MONEY!
Or more specifically, the things that money can get me. Like food. Clothing. A wheelbarrow. A wheel alignment for my car. A delightful visit to the gynecologist to ensure against cancer or other things. New workout pants to replace the ones that rip ever wider with each workout. BRAND NAME SOUR CREAM!
This morning I spoke with our landlord about putting a security light above the carport, and received his blessing. He encouraged me not to bother with permits or hiring an electrician, as that can be expensive (I thought that was amusing). Before any of you imagine me on a ladder playing with alternating current and a power drill, you should know that my dad's an electrician and worked for FPL for 37 years. Nathan's no slouch either when it comes to such things. Between the three of us, the light should be safely and satisfactorily attached with no electrocutions whatsoever.
Also, my landlord, who I recognize is actually Santa Claus, informed me he was trying to get back our deposit from the original owner so he could give it back to us, which I was able to interpret as Xmas coming early. He gave no reason for this, other than he 'didn't want to hold on to the money.' I guess since they met us and could see we weren't crazy or writing our names on the walls with lit gasoline he trusts that they won't need the deposit when and if we move out.
The deposit = $1200
My tax refund = $802
That tax rebate thingy I might get = $600
Effin' Sweet.
Once all these nebulous amounts are realized, I plan to pay down my credit cards considerably and squirrel the rest away into savings like a good little Jen.
But not all of it.
Oh no.
I am gonna buy some frivolous bullshit, too. Oh YEAH.
So make your suggestions! People are ALWAYS suggesting things to me like 'read this book! Watch this movie! Go here! Eat that! Drink this! Wear these! Squeeze that gently!' Most of the time I would try to remember what it was when I had a little money to spend, but would forget and spend it on five fingered shoes and burritoes.
But NOT NOW!
We all know I have the attention span of a meth-addled gnat, and come up with and forget things the way some people go through chewing gum. Was there something I babbled about recently you were looking forward to me doing? Some creative project perhaps you wanted to see realized, or a book you thought I should read, game to play, food to eat, socks to wear?
Tell me something you think I ought to do with this treasure trove!
Do try to be realistic though, I don't see myself getting a bikini wax or skydiving any time soon. And we ARE getting a pet, we just haven't agreed on what and when yet!
This morning I spoke with our landlord about putting a security light above the carport, and received his blessing. He encouraged me not to bother with permits or hiring an electrician, as that can be expensive (I thought that was amusing). Before any of you imagine me on a ladder playing with alternating current and a power drill, you should know that my dad's an electrician and worked for FPL for 37 years. Nathan's no slouch either when it comes to such things. Between the three of us, the light should be safely and satisfactorily attached with no electrocutions whatsoever.
Also, my landlord, who I recognize is actually Santa Claus, informed me he was trying to get back our deposit from the original owner so he could give it back to us, which I was able to interpret as Xmas coming early. He gave no reason for this, other than he 'didn't want to hold on to the money.' I guess since they met us and could see we weren't crazy or writing our names on the walls with lit gasoline he trusts that they won't need the deposit when and if we move out.
The deposit = $1200
My tax refund = $802
That tax rebate thingy I might get = $600
Effin' Sweet.
Once all these nebulous amounts are realized, I plan to pay down my credit cards considerably and squirrel the rest away into savings like a good little Jen.
But not all of it.
Oh no.
I am gonna buy some frivolous bullshit, too. Oh YEAH.
So make your suggestions! People are ALWAYS suggesting things to me like 'read this book! Watch this movie! Go here! Eat that! Drink this! Wear these! Squeeze that gently!' Most of the time I would try to remember what it was when I had a little money to spend, but would forget and spend it on five fingered shoes and burritoes.
But NOT NOW!
We all know I have the attention span of a meth-addled gnat, and come up with and forget things the way some people go through chewing gum. Was there something I babbled about recently you were looking forward to me doing? Some creative project perhaps you wanted to see realized, or a book you thought I should read, game to play, food to eat, socks to wear?
Tell me something you think I ought to do with this treasure trove!
Do try to be realistic though, I don't see myself getting a bikini wax or skydiving any time soon. And we ARE getting a pet, we just haven't agreed on what and when yet!