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My Life Thus Far
600 Mini Melodramas!
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Before I get going on my day, I just have to take a moment
to celebrate my 600th entry! I can't believe I've written
in this virtual diary for almost 18 months, about so many
different topics, through different moods and experiences.
Good times, not so good times and all of my personal
growth. I've got 600 mini melodramas! And trust me, there
will be many more to come. Now, I can dribble on about my
day.
Honestly, I wasn't awake for much of today, but the parts
I was awake for, sucked. I took lots of long naps today,
because sleep is a good diversion. Last night after I
finished writing, I did what I said I would do and paid
our bills. I haven't balanced our checkbook in about 2 1/2
years (and I didn't last night, either), but I did go
through and balanced the account (I bank online, so I can
see a detailed itemization of all our spending). It is OUT
OF CONTROL! After all of our bills are paid and all
deductions (outstanding checks and debits) are accounted
for, we've got $334.23 until next payday. That is
rediculous! I remember when we were pretty pleased with
ourselves if we had more than $50 after bills were paid,
but we've progressed in life and I for one am not used to
having so little money anymore. I'm not upset about it. I
spent the majority of my life with little to no money, so
I know how to make myself happy without it, but Snookums
on the other hand is not. Hence, the cause of my crappy
day...
Snookums came home from duty around 8am this morning. I'm
still fighting this damn cold (my voice is still not great
and my chest is pretty clogged), so I stayed in bed while
Snookums dropped the girls off. When he got home, I broke
the sad news to him. He couldn't go on a spending spree.
If you didn't already know, Snookums came from a wealthy
family. His Dad has always provided well for him.
Especially since his parents were divorced when he was
very young and Dan tried to overcompensate with things
because he couldn't always be there for Snookums. So, now
my husband is a grown man who puts great emphasis on
having nice things and being able to buy whatever he
wants. Our income doesn't always support those habits and
when it doesn't, he pouts like a kindergartener. So,
that's been my day. I'm perfectly okay with not being able
to spend right now. I've got my eyes on a bigger prize
(that I'll share with you momentarily). But, Snookums has
been wandering the house, periodically yelling obscenities
at no one in particular, just because he's broke. He looks
and sounds like he's suffering from a tragic bout with
Tourette's Syndrome. It's kind of sad, but funny at the
same time. It just isn't how I'd wanted to spend our last
days together.
So, what did I do to improve his mood? What any good wife
would do. I initiated sex, made him a t-bone steak and
baked his favorite cake. Problem solved. If only
everything in life were that easy.
Okay, the bigger prize I have in mind is a BIG one. Every
year, Snookums and I wish we had the time or money to do
something amazing for our anniversary. For our honeymoon,
Dan and Helena paid for us to spend one night at the
Renaissance Center in Detroit, which was lovely. Very
upscale and expensive, but it was only one night and I
always wanted more. So, this year, Snookums and I are
going to.....HAWAII! I'm going to pay off my credit cards,
save up our money and somehow pull off this major thing
without him finding out about it. I'm not 100% sure if
it'll happen (because of Snookie's work schedule and leave
periods), but I'll give it my best shot. I'm going to save
up, because we're doing something amazing this year. I
want to spend time alone with him. One on one. So, that's
the plan. Whenever I think I'm about to overspend, I'll
say to myself "HAWAII" and that should be motivation
enough to stick to the plan. I feel safe sharing this
information here, because he doesn't read my diary (even
though I invited him to, especially when he's out to sea).
I've decided that I need to get out of Washington at least
once a year. Last year it was California, this year,
hopefully Hawaii! I haven't been back since I was a kid,
around 13 years old, so it'll be great. I'm going to
remain optimistic that it WILL happen.
I think I'll sign off for now. I've babbled enough. Ciao
and goodnight.
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