I want my mommy. And chicken soup.
It's been bound to happen, what with all I have to get done and the stress that that and a lack of funds has been creating, but I have really gotten smacked right upside the head with a virus, and it's clobbering me. My throat hurts, it's all hot and scratchy, and I just want to lie down and pull a serious Rip Van Winkle.
So of course it goes without saying, I can't.
The last of the Christmas samples showed up today; little travel mirrors from Bags With Style, and they're very cute, fun, and feminine. I love them. :)
I just got paid and have already clipped thru $300 and have at *least* another $210 to spend on bills. My money is gone. :( This of course precipitated a discussion in which the significant other felt compelled to lecture me on spending all my money the second I get it. I pointed out that $100 of it was stuff for the house: toothpaste, detergent(s), tissue paper, etc. The rest of it was stuff like gas, office supplies, some jewelry supplies that unfurtunately have to be purchased because I have to have them in stock in order to fill orders and create new designs (ie. headpins), but which do not result in immediate income; postage, and food. I have to pony up some new designs and update the website too, so while I have money, I had to buy stuff to do that with. And yes, I have other things on-hand, but a lot of them are summer/spring components and not really appropriate for winter/fall fashion. Seriously though, I can not buy another thing I do not absolutely need until waaaaaay after the holidays.
And now I'm completely freaking out, because I am an impulse/remorse buyer, who constantly thinks "Hey, I have $5 - oh look, that totally cool thing is only $5, I must buy it; oh no, what was I thinking - why did I buy that thing? I needed this money for gas. I suck. Life sucks. What am I going to do now?"
Seriously, I need someone to follow me around and approve all my purchases while keeping me on a strict allowance. Because I have no head for money or budgeting at all. :( If I ever have money, I am hiring a personal assistant to keep me on schedule and tell me "no; put that down," and an accountant to manage my money. Namely, my mom, because Mom is the strictest person with money I've ever known. She's a shrewd financial cookie, my mom. I wish I'd learned more from her as a kid instead of rebelling and going the other direction. I firmly think the reason money burns a hole in my pocket now is because my mother would never let me spend it when I was younger. It's feast or famine, baby.
Feast or Famine.
Gotta go. I have trades to make. And if the stupid USC football game ever ends, a documentary to work on. It's the neverending story, that thing.
Peace out,
Jenie
So of course it goes without saying, I can't.
The last of the Christmas samples showed up today; little travel mirrors from Bags With Style, and they're very cute, fun, and feminine. I love them. :)
I just got paid and have already clipped thru $300 and have at *least* another $210 to spend on bills. My money is gone. :( This of course precipitated a discussion in which the significant other felt compelled to lecture me on spending all my money the second I get it. I pointed out that $100 of it was stuff for the house: toothpaste, detergent(s), tissue paper, etc. The rest of it was stuff like gas, office supplies, some jewelry supplies that unfurtunately have to be purchased because I have to have them in stock in order to fill orders and create new designs (ie. headpins), but which do not result in immediate income; postage, and food. I have to pony up some new designs and update the website too, so while I have money, I had to buy stuff to do that with. And yes, I have other things on-hand, but a lot of them are summer/spring components and not really appropriate for winter/fall fashion. Seriously though, I can not buy another thing I do not absolutely need until waaaaaay after the holidays.
And now I'm completely freaking out, because I am an impulse/remorse buyer, who constantly thinks "Hey, I have $5 - oh look, that totally cool thing is only $5, I must buy it; oh no, what was I thinking - why did I buy that thing? I needed this money for gas. I suck. Life sucks. What am I going to do now?"
Seriously, I need someone to follow me around and approve all my purchases while keeping me on a strict allowance. Because I have no head for money or budgeting at all. :( If I ever have money, I am hiring a personal assistant to keep me on schedule and tell me "no; put that down," and an accountant to manage my money. Namely, my mom, because Mom is the strictest person with money I've ever known. She's a shrewd financial cookie, my mom. I wish I'd learned more from her as a kid instead of rebelling and going the other direction. I firmly think the reason money burns a hole in my pocket now is because my mother would never let me spend it when I was younger. It's feast or famine, baby.
Feast or Famine.
Gotta go. I have trades to make. And if the stupid USC football game ever ends, a documentary to work on. It's the neverending story, that thing.
Peace out,
Jenie
posted by Jenie at 7:33 PM
1 Comments:
I'm so sorry to hear that you're sick! I've decided that modern medicine really needs to spend more time figuring out how to defeat the common cold...especially since I just had one at the SAME TIME as recovering from surgery. Have you ever had a coughing fit and abdominal incisions simultaneously? Sucks...seriously. Especially since they no longer use stitches to holds stuff closed. They use Superglue. And no, I'm not kidding.
Hang in there and feel better!
KJ - who is back at work today and hating it!
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