I should have a subtitle on this one that I’m a crappy mom but I only address that for a sentence or so down below so I should really just skip that part. Just know that even though I do personal finance on this blog I do have other things going on and some of them are hard and some of them make me cry and some of them make me smile. You know, a life and the stuff that goes with it.
Things are chugging along but with the chill in the air I am reminded it is time to get ready for winter budgeting which is about 100% less fun than summer overtime money budgeting. It’s going to be a bummer because yesterday I went to breakfast with three girlfriends and I’m telling you it was worth the $13 ($3 was tip because yeah, I tip well no matter how poor I am) and we had fun. Winter means no more breakfast out with the girls. It’s okay, we aren’t in that place yet.
In a couple years we will be.
A couple years ago I wouldn’t have been able to do it even once.
Perspective is so weird because depending on the direction you look from I’m struggling or succeeding or both.
Things have changed for the better but we were in such a bad place we’ve just barely gotten to the place where we are living paycheck to paycheck. Where it’s a RELIEF to be ABLE to live paycheck to paycheck.
I was responsible. After the cash for the budgeted week I put the rest toward the next week to try and keep the two weeks of side jobs only from affecting us too much. I did a pretty good job keeping money aside. My budget is short $178 for Friday. It makes me feel itchy but it could have been 100x worse if I hadn’t set anything forward.
I might have bought a mattress to replace ours that’s held together by duct tape.
To be honest, I’m not sure if I would rather have grocery money or a good night’s sleep this early in the morning. Probably grocery money. I guess. If I have to make a choice. I still want to pout a little bit but then I’ll suck it up and keep moving forward. .
I can reduce the grocery budget and we can eat what we have in the house, in the pantry, in the cans and make up the difference. I can get through the week with a bread and milk budget if we have to.
The chill in the air also reminds me it is time to transition back to the winter budget. It gets more and more difficult to become so careful out of a sense of fear and lack. I want to look at it as moving toward savings and investing and the kids’ futures. I want to be careful with our dollars and cents because I’m happy to save not because I’m afraid to run out.
I’m just not sure exactly how to make that mental shift.
It might be difficult because I’m still not totally healed from my scary staph infection abscess. It’s looking good but it’s still a little angry bean-shaped hole in my chest. It has been a really scary experience and balancing keeping it clean without getting it wet has been the opposite of fun, but I am doing my best and it seems to be working.
Parenting while having a month-plus long health issue does have consequences. My oldest is failing social studies. I’m so proud. That’s sarcasm. I’m actually devastated. I’m not sure how much of this is my fault. I don’t know if I’m supposed to be that involved with fifth grade social studies.
I don’t have a parenting blog because I do not know how to parent. I would never try and tell anyone else how to do this because it’s madness.
Let’s end on a positive note! Mr. Brickie’s new company and location seem to be going well (it’s only day 2 but he has good gut instincts) and the commute isn’t too bad and thank goodness it doesn’t have tolls! I wish he could just ask how long the job will be but for some reason it is looked at as tacky to ask the foreman on your first day how long you’ll be working so he just feels the job out and keeps his ears open for information. He thinks it will last a few months.
I really hope so!