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Nice things

We have nice things because we work hard and save money. And when get finally get enough money we buy what we want. I price check for weeks and I look every way in the world to save money. In doing so, we get good deals and there for have nice things. Why should we be sorry for this?

This blog entry comes about because of Kyle’s sister. I love her, really I do. I don’t say anything about it much but it does bother me. Every dime she gets she spends. And normally doesn’t have anything to show for it. Kyle and I got school money. We got enough back from grants that we was able to buy him a new Jeep (year 2000) but new to us. 😀 A new TV for our living room and a bed frame. We shopped wisely and doing so saved a lot of money. We all three got school money at the same time. She already has asked to borrow money. She works and her boyfriend works. Both make pretty good money, more then Kyle does. And we keep our bills paid but she is already asking to borrow money because she loaned hers out and spend it. WTF? I don’t think so.

Because you are money stupid doesn’t mean we are stupid too. Family or not, I don’t think so. :blah:

On the plus side, we got a new 4×4 Jeep this week, last week a new 55″ flat screen TV (thanks hhgreg sales) and a new bed frame. Over all been a good two weeks.

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Putting stuff off

It’s not secret about how much I love calendars and organizers. I have a color for each bill date, for school projects and even birthdays and paydays. I am so silly about it. I have a Google Calendar, an organizer for school/bills and one just for my bedroom. 😀 Does that make me a dork? I am so scared I am going to forget a bill or something like that. As many places as I keep it written down you wouldn’t think I would but sometimes it happens. Normally it is either the trash bill or something like that. Nothing major like elector or water. Hehe. But I am sure I would if I didn’t have it all written down all the different places. I even have my Google Calendar synced with my phone. See where I am going with this.

But I don’t think I could live without these things. I have to have everything organized. I think it goes back to the way my mother did things, which is lets leave all the bills in the truck and let them stack up until I think I should pay them, not when they are due. She pays her bills but because she hoards them back they are always late. Normally she forgets the cable bill which has lead to them not even having cable anymore because she let it go so long. She always ends up paying more for things due to the fact she just won’t call to handle them. It’s a very ugly cycle. I hate it.

Kyle says I’m bad about putting stuff off when it comes to calling about information. This is kind of true. I hate hate hate being on hold or waiting to talk to customer service. I think this is because I use to work customer service. I know how the people feel on the other end of the phone. Which makes me be way nicer and sometimes not being rude when it calls for it. Being rude is normally the only way some companies will get done what you need to get done. You know? I hate to say that too.

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Just another day

The most boring of days. I woke up, and I needed to go grocery shopping and pick up Kyle’s van. I woke up about an hour before I was being picked up by Kyle’s mom Cendy (my soon-to-be mother-in-law). Before she came to pick me up I did the few things I have been aiming to do. Like putting away three loads of clean clothes. Washing another load. I also made my bed and took a shower before she picked me up. I was on it this morning. We went to Wal-Mart and Kroger. It was a very nice day.

Tomorrow I call about my test results that I had done a week ago tomorrow. I have everything that can be crossed, crossed. I am hoping for the good but I am preparing myself for the worse. I try not to think like that but I can’t help it sometimes.

I also have a family meeting with Life Skills tomorrow with Caroline. She is 13 thinking she is 21. And she thinks she is an adult. Her actions speak so load. She is so much a child. She has no idea what she is doing to her life. But that is another time and place.