I’m ready for a new life.
This one is perfectly fine.
But a new one would be good.
Just make sure I can bring Adam along.
There’s not really anything wrong with this life that a trillion dollars couldn’t fix.
Of course I know that money brings on a whole bunch of other problems but would it be so bad to have to try those for a couple of years? I’m just saying.
Things have been kind of tight for the past month. The move was expensive. Flying home to Kentucky was expensive. And that doesn’t count the money I missed by not working. And then I was sick for four days when I got back. When I do work, I’m making about half the money I was making this time last year. Now I look at how many shifts I have before rent is due again, before Michelle comes to visit, before our Xmas party, before we leave for Texas, before I give Adam presents and it’s about 10 less than I need.
So now instead of being able to just sit back and enjoy the holidays – I worry. I don’t want my first Christmas with Adam to be like this. I want to be able to give him all the presents I’ve thought of. I want to drive to Texas and not worry about stopping to get lunch some place that’s not Wendy’s. I want to not stress about the Christmas party that we can’t afford but that we are having any way. I want to enjoy Michelle’s visit and not stress about having lunch out or having people over for dinner. I want to have fun.
In the big scheme of things, it’s really not that bad. Can we afford to do all the things we want to, yes, but it means things will be very tight in January.
Just in time for us to celebrate our one year anniversary.
Like I said, none of this is something a trillion dollars wouldn’t cure.
I’m just saying.