The cranky toddler is FINALLY napping, I have about an hour before we have to hike to the bus stop to pick up K. What shall I do, what shall I do?
Obviously, I picked that I would write a little something.
But what to write about?
I’ve been thinking about a lot of stuff today.
Its September all of a sudden. Christmas is coming. Old friends. Bills. Money. a budget. My husband. My brother in law’s crazy baby mama. Bills. Money. a Budget. Christmas is coming. Old friends. Money. bills. A budget.
Yes, I guess money and bills and a budget have been the majority of my thinking today. I should not have to be the sole responsible party for our finances, I am really not any good at it. Really. I’m not. Every time I get things in a good place, we start getting a little ahead. I somehow manage to screw it all up. Hubby has been saying for months that we are going to do it together and he’ll help.. but here I am still doing it myself. I give him a partial pass, since he was in the great white north for 2 months. But before that, we got as far as I told him what the bills were. woo. We need to sit down and figure out an actual budget. An actual budget that will help us not live paycheck to paycheck.
An actual budget where at some point we can get to a point where I can just go get a pedicure or a haircut and not have to worry… or that we can go get him the glasses he needs.
I hate money.
The good news I guess, is that we have the truck more than half paid off now. Only 26 payments left! Woo. I think we need to have a party the day that happens. Things would be SO much better if we didn’t have that giant payment to worry about every month. Life without a car payment is just a distant memory… but starting to become a glimmer in my eye again… well, in 26 months anyway.
Really, overall we could have so much more debt. I guess (if you don’t count the truck) we are below average for what most people have in debt (so “they” say). We just have to find a way to cut back and pay things off.
We have almost no money until he gets paid next friday. Seriously. The paycheck the rent comes out of is always makes it a lean two weeks, but I think this is the worst one to date. It was a combination of not enough hours on the check, spending too much moolah when we went to the beach last weekend, and really getting used to hubby being at home again.
We are back to putting gas into 2 vehicles, and when he travels he gets money from the company to eat. Normally we actually end up with a little extra money, but this Alaska thing was different from the normal travel money they got. He only got $30 a day to eat, and they had already made their accommodation arrangements, so him being there actually ended up costing us money.
Okay, enough belly aching about our finances. I figured out what our bills are for September, and hubby and I are sitting down this weekend and figuring out a budget, No exceptions! 🙂
Hmmmm…. What else?
I caught up with my old roommate from college today. That was nice. I miss her. I haven’t seen her in… gosh…. since her wedding I think. Which was in/around 1997. Until we had talked back in April, we hadn’t talked on the phone in about 10 years! Its way too long! That was definitely a good part of today.
I am without a vehicle today too… not a super bad part, but not super fantastic. It just means that I have to walk to pick up K at the bus stop, and its about 100+ today. Yuck. Hubby & Brother In law had to leave for work at 4 this morning. (BIL was here because he had an appointment out our way, and they decided it would just be easier for him to spend the night since they had to be up so early.) BIL used hubby’s truck to go to his appointment. When they went to leave at 4am, hubby’s truck had a flat. I was awakened at 4 by:
“Babe, he got me a flat tire, I need to take your truck.”
Sure… fine.. I don’t need to go anywhere I couldn’t walk to. And I really didn’t care since I was asleep.
I did promise myself I was going to walk K to the bus three days this week.It gives me a good excuse to actually have to do it! I just hope the bus is on time, and not half an hour late like I was yesterday! The kids get out of school at 3:30- the bus didn’t show up there to pick them up until almost 4! She didn’t get off the bus until 4:15! I will not be happy if I have to stand in the heat waiting that long.
Oh what else…
The baby mama drama.
First a little back ground on this one- My brother in law’s ex-girlfriend & baby mama has 2.5 kids. She has a 12-year-old girl “T”(from a previous boy friend) my nephew “D”with my Brother in law and a bun in the oven with her new husband.
My BIL is the only dad my niece has ever really known(she has never actually met her real dad). He’s been her dad since she was in Kindergarten. He pays child support for her when he clearly doesnt have to. He loves her like his own, we all do. She’s my niece plain and simple.
Anyway- it seems that a couple of months ago they found a rabbit. T fell in love with it and they decided to keep it. I guess she hasn’t been taking care of it as BabyMama would like. While T was at school yesterday BabyMama took the rabbit to an animal hospital and said “I found this” and gave it to them.
T was devastated to say the least. BIL said that she was clearly in pain, and crying that she lost her “daughter.” and that she “never wanted to be happy again.” Yes, she is 12, she can be dramatic, but he said this was different.
Long story short, he called BabyMama and said “go get it, or tell me where it is.” She told him. His new girlfriend offered to go pick the rabbit up. (the kids and New girlfriend live in Las Vegas). Bunny is rescued, T is relieved, BIL now has to figure out how he’s going to deal with this rabbit once he gets it back here to CA, and BabyMama is furious. Not only for him rescuing the bunny, but for getting new girlfriend involved.
It’s really this whole huge crazy, Jerry Springer thing. I will have to explain my BIL’s crazy life sometime. he totally could be on Springer. I think BabyMama should think about the silver lining;She got the rabbit out of her house and now its BIL’s problem. I think that would be a bright spot.
For the record, in my mind the jury is still out on whether he really “did the right thing” or not. I think she could have made a better choice on how to “punish” T’s lack of care… I think that she just wanted it gone and just decided to get rid of it and used that as an excuse. Even so, his overriding her decision may or may not have been a good move. I’m not sure.
Oh well… It is time to gather the juice, water, and get the sleeping toddler into the stroller to hoof it to the bus stop.
Please oh please don’t let it be too late.