Posts tagged ‘money’

August 29th, 2011

brain dump

  • Boobs are really weird things. I’ve kind of always thought this, but now more so than ever. lol.
  • I had a root canal. It cost several hundred dollars. Several, severals – actually.
  • I went to a children’s consignment sale today and bought a bunch of cute clothes for Ginny. Well… my Mom bought them (possibly because I mentioned in passing about my root canal bill, and she wanted to treat me. Either way, I’m so greatful for my Mama!). But she and I picked them out. I think I got 6 “outfits”. Three fancy dresses, one jumper, one shirt/leggings set, one set of adorable pants, and a rainbow sweater. Most of these things are 6 months size, so they don’t fit her yet, but then will! All of them are Gymboree, Baby Gap and Crazy 8. I’m actually going to post about them later, with pictures, because I got a great deal! Gotta love a good deal!
  • Baby girl is growing so much. Ginny is definitely more “baby” now, as opposed to squishy newborn. She:
    -almost has control of her arms, and can sleep (for a short time) with out being swaddled
    -SMILES!!! Mostly just at me, but B-man has seen her smile too. For a while he probably thought I was crazy because every time I would get her smiling I would call him into the room, and then she would start crying. lol.
  • I have figured out the “Mom-Game“. That’s kind of how this whole thing feels to me. It’s a constant dance, trying to predict what is going to go wrong before it does so. I’ve even gotten to where I can tell when she’s thinking about trying to pee. lol. I think she is going to potty train early, because she really hates peeing. She has never sat in a wet diaper for more than a minute, but that minute is the worst minute of her life (if you could ask her!). And it’s not because of a rash or anything.
  • Not all babies are snuggly. Ginny lets me know when she is hungry and when she wants a binkie (some times she really just wants the binkie!), she tells me when she needs to burp, pee, poop, fart, and when she is tired. But she also tells me when she just wants to be set down. I spent a good amount of time checking diapers, offering food, binkies, and burping her. Finally I just set her down in exasperation… and she stopped crying. lol. Often she would rather lay in her crib/baby gym/swing, than be held and snuggled. Sometimes this makes me really sad, but I have to remember that she is already her own person and she knows what she wants!
  • I have a Mobi, but with the warm weather it is not very practical for going out on walks, so we got one of those regular baby carriers, and we are going to go on a walk when B-man finishes work and test it out. Hopefully my independent baby won’t mind it so much!
  • Finding time to work out is kind of hard. My hips are feeling better, but now my toe is hurting. I still can’t put closed toe shoes on with out severe pain, so it’s going to be a while before I can do anything more than walk (which I can do in flip flops!).
  • I think it’s weird that I am old enough to be married and have a baby, but I still can’t rent a car. lol.
It’s is a new week, and I am on top of my game!
(except that I'm super sleep and want to go
 to bed but instead I am going to do laundry,
 go for a while, shower, make dinner and 
love on my baby. I never knew I could be 
so productive!)
March 19th, 2011

Happy Weekend

We’re dog sitting for my husband’s brother right now. So we have three dogs in the house. You can’t really tell the difference though. I guess that’s good!

I finally got my present together for the party I’m going to tonight. I had bought a sexy little lace panty and bra set – only to realize the bra had been hung on the wrong hanger (after I got home of course), so I had to take it back. They didn’t have the right size… so I got a see-through nighty to go with the lacy panties instead. Tee-hee. It is a “bridal shower” but I asked the bride if she wanted something off of her registry, or something more “fun” (wink, wink, nudge nudge) and she said the later would be good. I like to get people something that they wouldn’t want to buy for themselves, but if some one gave it to them – they would use it. So I got her sexy little lace things… and the “yours & mine” personal lubricants (hahahaha…). I actually bought that one for myself, and it is pretty fun. It’s not as earth shattering as the commercials make it out to be – but still pretty intense.

I’m talking about sex, in public. HA.

Okay.

So now I’m just chilling, and waiting. The party is almost two hours away, so I need to leave in about an hour. I’m not looking forward to the drive – but I am trying to force myself to get out and about.

I looked up the cost difference between driving my honda civic, and driving my Jeep Grand Cherokee. Check out these numbers:

 

I find them pretty incredible, and rather scary. Incredible that my little car can make the trip in half the amount of gas, with less than half the cost, and less than half of the waste! The little car is not nearly as comfortable, but definitely worth it on my conscious. There is no air conditioning, it is a manual/stick shift, and the clutch is going to go out soon. That’s the scary part. I would hate to be 70 miles from home and have the clutch go out. That is the one thing that is making me consider taking the jeep. It’s fine when I’m going to be less than 20 miles away from home, in a familiar area, during the day. My husband or my parents can come and help me out – but if something goes wrong when I am that far away from home… it will be a gigantic pain in the rear end. Plus it is going to be at night, I’m going to be by myself, and I really hate driving in the dark.

I haven’t decided yet – but I will probably end up taking the civic. It’s my baby.

Maybe with out tax return I’ll preemptively get the clutch replaced so that I can stop worrying.

January 20th, 2011

A day late and a dollar… richer!

My brain is a day behind. Like, I want to write about today… but all I can think about is yesterday. Whatever!

I got a new job recently, which is working out really well. I’ve got about 12 hours/week, which is nice and easy going. Nothing too stressful. B-man and I did the math and if I were working full time I would actually be making as much money as he is! Which… seems a little ridiculous to me. But I’m not working full time – it’s not really an option is the ever changing demand for an interpreter. Regardless, I was pleasantly surprised by the amount I was offered, and said yes with out thinking twice! It’s really going to help lighten things up with the car repairs and the higher rent we’re paying now. On top of that, after we finish paying off our Jeep, and getting it fixed, and taking my certification tests (which are all a couple hundred dollar each!) we will be saving all of my income.

This is a really weird place for me. Don’t count me a lazy – but I never envisioned myself having an actual job. I mean, I’ve worked at Target, and done summer-hire jobs, but this is a real job. Like. I’ve started my career kind of job! It just kind of snuck up on me! I’ve always envisioned myself as a stay at home mom. It’s something I think it really important. I don’t want to miss out on my child’s life because of a persuit for money. Kids only grow up once! But B-man and I have been talking a lot recently, as he is considering finding a new, better paying, job. And the conclusion I came to was that I would much rather him be happy and satisfied with the work he is doing than have the money. And I can say that – because I’m living it right now. I don’t think I would even put us at “just scrapping by” – we are doing much better than that. Things are just a little tight. But like I said, I would rather be “a little tight” than have my husband tense and constantly stressed about work just so that we can have a bigger cable package and a nicer place to live. Me having a job is going to take a little bit more stress away, even if it isn’t full time, and even if it means baby will have to go hang out at Grandma’s sometimes.

Because right now, what we have fits us perfectly. Ya know… like that really comfortable pair of pants that you grew out of 15 pounds ago but that you keep around. Like that. It’s good enough, and I’m happy with that.

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January 13th, 2011

I did something bad.

I used my powers for evil, and now it’s kicking me in the buttocks. “What powers?” you may ask. Well, any women knows exactly what powers I’m talking about. The ones where you convince your significant other to do something they wouldn’t normally do. Ya know, like buy a car on a weekend trip home last summer.

I’ve been kicking myself over that one for a while now. First when we started having problems  I figured it would be normal maintenance stuff. I’ve owned my civic for five years and had to put about $1000 into it. Maybe a little more if I add up all of the oil changes, but not much. Because of my lack of maintenance we had some things go wrong with the spark plugs, and I’ve blown out a tire, at which point we bought new tires. But that’s 5 years.

The jeep on the other hand has cost me $700 already and we haven’t even had it for a year.

And then, on top of that, in Virginia you have to have safety inspections and emissions testing done every year. So we went and got the safety inspection done and it turns out the jeep needs new tires, and it needs some work done on the rear axel/breaks. The estimate they are giving me is around $1000.

We bought the car in June.

On top of this it has some kind of wiring problem in one of the break lights that kills a $7 bulb every month, the entire light housing needs replaced, and the back driver side window doesn’t work.

We bought the cars from friends – and I’m sure if they had any idea the extent of problems that would arise they wouldn’t have sold it to us. I can’t complain about them. But I am mad at myself for rushing into things. If we had waited longer we could’ve bought a newer, nicer car. This one is only a 2002 – but it’s driving me crazy.

So now I am toying with the idea of selling it. Not to a person, but to a dealer. With all the problems we could probably get $4000 for it (says blue book value), which is $1000 less than we paid for it.

I just want to go sit in a corner and cry now.

In closing, I would like to say that I will never pressure my husband into a big purchase ever again. That way it can be his fault when we buy a lemon.

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January 5th, 2011

Welcome back!

Umm… the welcome is for me. :)

I guess I have been updating randomly enough that it seems like I am here – but in all honesty I have been with out internet for three weeks! We got our apartment the day before Christmas Eve, but didn’t get the internet hooked up until… this last Monday.

I know this may be a bit personal – but I need friends. Do any of my readers also live in the NoVa area? Perhaps it’s a long shot. I guess I’ll have to wait and see. I’m a pretty fun person though.

I want to finish cleaning up my house. Then I think B-man and I will have a proper house warming party. Of course… I’ve never had one before, so I guess I will have to learn what a house warming party involves. Maybe it means turning down the heat so that all of the warm bodies can help lower my electric bill? No? Oh well. If any one lives in this area you will definitely be invited! I don’t know when this unscheduled party will be… but keep your eyes peeled!

In other news… my New Year cards arrived last night. And this morning I finished addressing and stuffing all of them! Now to spend $21.00 dollars on postage. I can’t complain too much since the cards were free. I just paid the $9.00 UPS shipping. A bit steep if you ask me, but apparently the card I picked out would’e cost me over $100 if I didn’t have the fee 50 cards coupon. Eeek!

In more other news: my living room is almost put together. I’m revving up for this last push of unpacking. Seriously! Believe me! There are like… maybe 5 boxes left to unpack. I’m just kind of out of space in my living room. In my old apartment I had nice thick window seals to display lots of little things. Now I don’t. Now I have… well… not a lot. Maybe I will buy some pretty shelves. Or search craiglist for some kind of hutch. I mean… I need a safe place to display my Tiffany’s vase that my cousin gave me for my wedding… right? I NEED IT!! Okay. Actually… I don’t need it.

We’re not spending money right now. It’s not that hard. We have plenty of food in the house. We have Netflix. Netflix on demand. And we even have movie tickets that some one gave us for Christmas. But when we moved up here and our rent doubled it put us in a bit of a bind. We’re not technically poor, because we recently found out that B-man has a large sum of money in savings bonds and in mutual funds… but in spendable money it’s pretty low. We need to re-register our cars with VA plates. We will have to pay a couple hundred dollars in down payments for both the electric and water companies. Mind – we get paid tomorrow… but our plan is to always have enough money to pay rent and the bills. Oh yeah… and insurance and a car payment. So pretty much… NOT living pay check to pay check. Which is definitely not something I want to do. But it means that the pay check we get tomorrow (which is roughly $100 more than our rent) is being set aside as… rent. I don’t know if any of this is making sense.

I wish I were more organized. I had been very worried about our lack of savings. I spent all of my graduation money that I received and about half of our savings (which tells you it wasn’t a TON of money) on Christmas presents this year. All in all I probably spent over $1000 on Christmas presents for people – and I didn’t even get my hubby something good. :(  It’s sad, but Christmas presents were a source of contention for B-man and I this year. His family is always very generous in their gift giving – and he really wants to keep up with them. My family, while generous in their own means, has always been a one gift per person kind of family (in regards to extended family). Of course, my extended family gets together once every other blue moon, where as his family all live close to each other and see each other for… everything. I would rather give one perfect gift than give a couple “good” gifts. Meh. What’s done is done. It has just left us a little worse for ware and a bit more stressed.

I feel old. Not like grandma old. But I definitely don’t feel like the lively early 20′s gal I felt like a year ago.

Okay. Back to the unpacking. I have this crazy notion that maybe I can get everything unpacked before my husband gets home from work. Which means… I have like… an hour. Ha!

Complain about something to me so I feel better please. Please!?!?