Wintertime always seems to get me down. I don’t know exactly what it is, but around Christmas time, I’m just not too content as I usually am. This Christmas is no different, and as usual, I’m feeling like a shell of my former self.
It could be work, or just the realization that I don’t have the cash saved up for Christmas I wanted to. Danyale thinks we should just put it on plastic, but I’m serious about not wanting to charge anything else. So I’m left between the rock and a hard place: Do I disappoint the girl I love, or go against something I’ve come to hate? Credit cards really do enslave us, and I used to think I could justify their use because of low percentage rates, but it’s stupid. I mean, why spend money if I don’t have it?
Money seems to be my primary problem and thing I’m usually worrying about. My check last week was for a good $500 and it will be even more this week since Paul is out, and I’m having to work overtime playing Manager. But, Danyale probably isn’t going to get hired on at Toy’s R Us, and she hasn’t looked for a new job yet. I’m really afraid at the prospect of carrying both of us on a single income again. I want to put my foot down, but I don’t know quite how to do that. We really do need to cut our expenditure’s just in case she does get sacked. Asking people to change though, well, thats a miracle if they do.
Work always sucks, and money is always tight. And although these posts in this journal are usually depressing, I’m not always this way. I never really feel the need to write when I’m feeling good. It’s only when I’m down on my luck, that I’ll dust this blog off anymore.
Bed’s calling, maybe I’ll summon up the will to post later.
charging stuff is all fine and good, but when the bill comes what would you do? the problem with most americans (myself included to some point) is that they live above their means. if you feel like you can afford the stuff on your card, then by all means go for it. but dont get sucked into the idea that you can just charge and forget.
but why am i writing this to you?
you are my big brother…you are suppose to be giving me this advice.
=)
Damn straight everyone lives above their means, and we have to end it. We need to Feed The Pig Ryan.