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!?!?