Last night as I was at home, trying to fight the urge to go to bed at 7:00pm, I had a lot of thoughts that I wanted to share with... anyone. There are way too many perks to living alone than I can even begin to articulate, but unfortunately, on days where I feel like talking to someone, but still hate talking on the phone, and am actually too lazy-slash-exhausted to leave my apartment, I don't really have an outlet (such as a roommate). So - this is my solution. For now. I make no promises on how often this will be updated, or what the content will be.
Things I promise not to discuss? Politics. I've always wished to be more concerned with the political state of our nation, but to be honest and blunt, it just doesn't interest me at all. I see a lot of Facebook statuses or tweets regarding how outraged young-middle aged America is in regards to debt ceilings and things like that, but who am I to judge decisions made by a group of people on our country's debt, when I can't even manage my own finances? I can only imagine how much harder it is to deal with all of Americas.
That being said - finances. Yuck. My sister emailed me on Monday asking me to join her on a trip to St. Marten over the Labor Day long weekend. She even offered to give me a "I'm-the-high-rolling-older-sibling" credit on the cost of what would be my half of the package, and I could pay her in monthly installments after the fact. It's all very tempting, and considering I've never left the continental US of A, let alone gone to the Caribbean for a girls trip with my best friend, I am still trying to do the right thing (financially) and not go. Everytime I take a sharp turn in my car, I'm worried at least two (if not all four) wheels are going to fly off. Shouldn't I really consider replacing the Silver Bullet soon? Yes. Have I been saying that since I started working a big-girl job nearly five years ago? Yes. Sigh. I'm sorry, sister. I wish I could be as good at being an adult as you, and afford fun things like this.
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