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dragonlady7is a day for lounging naked in bed, enjoying the feel of the new, soft flannel sheets on clean skin. (Yes, for any who were left in suspense by my post last night, I did actually manage to summon the strength to shower. Go me! I am triumphant.)
That's not what I'm doing today, but I just thought I'd point out that it is the kind of day which would be idea for this sort of pursuit. It is gray and icy and is meant to become unseasonably warm-- which means all the germs are breeding like mad and waiting for the weekend's cold snap to weaken my immune system so they can join the germs still clogging my chest with goo. Those microscopic bastards.
I am being industrious and conscientious at the moment, and am paying bills. When I said, "We'll be OK" to Dave about the car payment, and then went to check my bank balance last night and we weren't ok? Since then, magically, my last paycheck has appeared (I bank by mail and my lord, the post can be so slow between here and Texas), which I had assumed was already there, and so I have way more (ok, not way, but some) money than I thought. So all is well! I have more bills than money, but some of the bills will be patient, and those that won't? If I pretend they're the only ones, then we're in great shape.
Dave's currently on a job site clicking and reading me job descriptions. "Part-time opportunity as costumed character. No experience necessary." *feigns dancing like man in hot dog suit, sings:* "I hate my life, I hate my life."
Ah well.
We won't lose the car. Maybe we can't drive it, but there's always the bus, and we have a nice garage to keep the car in, so it's all good.
It is inconvenient that so much of my pay is in cash. I never thought I would utter those words-- since when is cash inconvenient?-- but you can't pay the phone company in cash, you can't pay the car company in cash... I'm wondering what his mom would do if on the first of the month I slid an envelope with $300 in cash under the door. I'd stick a note with it, of course: cut from magazines, the letters would proclaim, "this way the feds can't trace it."
No, I'd ask first. Of course.
That's not what I'm doing today, but I just thought I'd point out that it is the kind of day which would be idea for this sort of pursuit. It is gray and icy and is meant to become unseasonably warm-- which means all the germs are breeding like mad and waiting for the weekend's cold snap to weaken my immune system so they can join the germs still clogging my chest with goo. Those microscopic bastards.
I am being industrious and conscientious at the moment, and am paying bills. When I said, "We'll be OK" to Dave about the car payment, and then went to check my bank balance last night and we weren't ok? Since then, magically, my last paycheck has appeared (I bank by mail and my lord, the post can be so slow between here and Texas), which I had assumed was already there, and so I have way more (ok, not way, but some) money than I thought. So all is well! I have more bills than money, but some of the bills will be patient, and those that won't? If I pretend they're the only ones, then we're in great shape.
Dave's currently on a job site clicking and reading me job descriptions. "Part-time opportunity as costumed character. No experience necessary." *feigns dancing like man in hot dog suit, sings:* "I hate my life, I hate my life."
Ah well.
We won't lose the car. Maybe we can't drive it, but there's always the bus, and we have a nice garage to keep the car in, so it's all good.
It is inconvenient that so much of my pay is in cash. I never thought I would utter those words-- since when is cash inconvenient?-- but you can't pay the phone company in cash, you can't pay the car company in cash... I'm wondering what his mom would do if on the first of the month I slid an envelope with $300 in cash under the door. I'd stick a note with it, of course: cut from magazines, the letters would proclaim, "this way the feds can't trace it."
No, I'd ask first. Of course.
