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So, we've been patiently waiting for our budgetary month to end, as it does on the 15th of every month. Even with EVERYTHING that went wrong this past month moneywise, we're still just okay. We're not starving, we're not selling crack or anything... we're making it.
But then, God heard that we were making it just fine. And he was apparently not pleased.
Within about 12 hours, our dryer decided to die, Virgil threw up another "Check Engine" light (though, since it wasn't flashing, it's not urgent and the diagnostic device said it was likely the gas cap wasn't on right), I got a "C" on a sociology paper (I don't get "C"s). Throw this onto the otherwise unexpected expenses for next month, like a different vacuum and my idiotic library fines, and it's par for the course. Next month will be more poverty. Again...
Okay, so it's not a real shit-storm. No one died, and no one was hurt. Really, it doesn't impact our life that much, right? Well, not really. It's more frustrations, and that is the number one thing we don't need right now. This last month has been so incredibly stressful that Amy and I are at each other's necks most of the limited time we're together.
We need a vacation. Not even a big vacation, just a little one. Maybe an overnight trip to somewhere, so we can clear our heads, be together with just us (no critters), and forget (if only for a few hours) all of the bullshit that's been going on lately.
I would not be opposed. We'll see how many more things break that will require our budget to be fixed. If I'm lucky, I may be able to squeeze something out, though it'll be as easy as a turd three days after eating a pound of cheese....
Posted by Your Friendly Neighborhood DJ on March 6, 2007 01:10 PM | Permalink
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