*palmface*

[lykomancer]

You know, I KNEW I shouldn't touch that money in my account when I checked it at the mall on Wednesday.

But I thought maybe I'd be ok, right? I rationalized it.

DUMB.
DUMB.
DUMB.

After my nearly $300 deposit clears, I will have $2.15 to my name.

Fuckity, fuck.

Goddamn, I hate bounce fees.


I was angry about it about an hour ago.

And then I decided that being pissed off and regretful and self-loathing was no way to spend my day off.

So I decided to make lunch instead.

I baked corn muffins and sliced up watermelon and pineapple, hand-made something like Italian dressing for meatless pasta salad, and am thawing chicken to be barbequed.

Fuck you, reality. I'm having a picnic.
Literally.

Comments

[kuchenhexe.livejournal.com]

Oh, hon. You have my sympathy. We're in the same boat - we're almost to the point where things will be relatively stable on the good end of a budget, but we're still scrambling to get there and get past the last of the worst of it.

And I hate that feeling, that feeling of "... I can pull this off, it'll be okay" and then just feeling sick when I've forgotten something and it gets thrown all tits askew.

We'll make it, though. You will and we will. It's just a matter of rolling with a few more punches, but there's that proverbial light at the end of the tunnel, right?

[lykomancer.livejournal.com]

No, for me, it's more like, "Oh, we're safe now, right? So that means I can go out and blow money in careless splurges just because I can."

It was foolish and childish, and now I'm suffering for it.

I hope you are smarter and have more restraint than me. :)