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My Life Thus Far
2009-03-15 08:44:38 (UTC)

Today's Not That Day

When I woke up this morning I thought I wanted to stay
home all day. Clean, do laundry, make the children pot
roast. You know. The mom thing. But by noon I kind of felt
like getting out. Annie spent the night at a friends
house, then went with them to Olympia for their teenaged
daughter's basketball game (which she didn't return home
from until 10pm), so it was just me and the little ones. I
felt like shopping and Keenan was running low on diapers,
so that was reason enough to get out.

Snookie said it's time for me to get a new purse.
Sometimes I feel like he wants me to have nice things more
so other people can see me with nice things than because I
like nice things. Did that make sense? I love Coach bags.
It's my one retail weakness and as hard as I try to wean
myself of it, I can't. There's no way I can go the rest of
my life without ever getting another one. I'm sure the day
will come when I no longer want them, but today's not that
day. I found one I like at the Bangor Exchange (the coated
canvas large Leah tote). I didn't get it because it's not
perfect (exactly what I want). It's a little on the big
side, but I've looked at the Coach store and online and I
really don't see another one I like better. Snookums said
to go back and get it tomorrow before someone else does.
I'll call them first to make sure it's still there. There
was only one. If not, oh well. It wasn't meant to be.

I got a pleasant surprise in the mail today. As I was
shuffling through a mountain of junk mail, magazines and
free samples I came across an envelope from US Bank. I've
never done any banking with them, but the letter was
addressed to me, so I opened it. It was the February
statement for a bank account in my name that has a $437.50
balance with two deposits made this month. Both $12.50.
All this time Snookums and I thought my stepfather had
stopped paying child support or that the state had taken
it for some reason, but it looks like they set up a bank
account on my behalf. I'm not sure if the notification got
lost in the mail (we moved and had some issues with our
address - issues we're still having) or if the Department
of Child Services switched everybody to electronic
payments. Either way it doesn't matter. I'm not touching
it and in 10 years I'll hand it over to Annie. I did the
math. By then it will be around $3,500 not taking into
account interest changes or if by some act of benevolent
reasoning the state decides he should fork over more than
the slap in the face of $25 a month he's paying now. Who
knows, it could happen. We don't need it, but Annie
deserves it and so much more... Ciao.




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