Friday, March 27, 2009
Friday's word of the day
Ha! I remembered to write today. Consistency is the word of the day ladies and gents! I keep looking at the clock because I am so ready to go… it’s 2:37pm. I’m not going to the gym today…. I am going to the mall instead. That could be why I am ready to go! I am treating myself today, getting my eyebrows done and hopefully buying a coat. Well, not really a coat… more like a short trench or something similar to that. I have been wearing my jean jacket to work everyday for the past couple of weeks… and well, it’s not always appropriate! I need something thinner than my winter coat and something dresser more business like than my f’n jean jacket! So that is my mission today. Oh, and the grocery store. I got paid on Thursday… so the money is burning a whole in my pocket. Don’t worry; I know what my budget is! It’s not very much, but I can work with it. I haven’t used my credit cards in about 45 days now….. Wooooo Hoooooo. Seriously, it’s like, “Hello, My name is [Getting Close to 30] and I’m a credit-card-aholic.” Good news is I am seeing results, about $2500 paid off since the beginning of the year! Anyways… my Dad called me yesterday. I guess I haven’t “went there” yet in this journal. Apparently, it’s a go with his business. Someone agreed to give him more money to give his business another whirl. Club promotion more or less… it actually doesn’t sound like a bad plan, but damn there has been a lot chaos and mayhem on the way. I have a very “interesting” (for lack of a better word) relationship with my Dad. Don’t get me wrong, I love him very, very much. But you know that family member that can never seem to get there shit together? That’s my Dad. He actually asked if he could put up the title to my car for collateral. WTF?! (Please don’t hate me Dad if you ever read this) I lied and said my car still isn’t paid off, so I don’t have the title and it can’t be put up as an asset. Truth is, good old Nelly has been paid off since about May of last year. I paid her off a year early and I think I even mentioned it to him in passing at one point or another… hopefully he forgot about that. It’s not that I don’t want to help, it’s just that I don’t want to be taken out as “collateral damage” if the shit hits the fan. I know I should be supportive and do everything that I can, but this is the same man that asked if I would take out a $100,000 line of credit to “help” him out (WTF!?). I can only afford to be emotionally supportive at this point in my life. It’s just draining. He’s a good man, and a good dad… but it’s just draining.