I’m so excited that my debt is now only $979. In December it was $1762. I’ve been knuckling down. Making large batches of soup, having pb+j now and then, spending a total of $147 on groceries, dining, and pocket money for the month. I bought spent $121 on dance lessons, and most of everything else went to either rent or paying off my credit card. By May, I’ll be debt-free again.
When that’s done, I want to let myself breathe a little bit, and give myself another $100 per month to fuck around with. $300 will go into savings each month, and in just under two years, I’ll be able to buy a decent-enough used car for $6,500. I prefer to pay for cars in cash. I hate the idea of making payments on something that depreciates in value relatively quickly.
Ideally, I would have that car for 2-3 years, sell it, and turn around and buy another one basically just like it for just a little bit more. My poor 99 corolla is worth maybe $750 now. It’s got 179,000 miles on it, and has a few minor things that need fixing. My driver’s side door handle is broken. The little gas door’s pop flap is missing, so I have to brace the latch under the seat and open the flap with the edge of my key. The light for the gear display (I’m making up terms here, obviously)– the spot where it says P R N D D2 has an intermittent connection. The engine is fine, I got new brake pads a year ago and new tires for Christmas.
Anyway, I’ve had it for 8 years, and I’d rather get rid of it than spend a bunch of money to keep it going as it gets more and more rickety. That’s the cold harsh world of cars.
I did buy myself flowers. $40 on proflowers.com gets me 2 dozen roses of different colors shipped to me on February 13th. I used to bully Ian into giving me flowers every year, and this year I’ll buy my own damn flowers.
Instead of telling Kenny to buy me flowers, I told him to write me a letter. I figure, this way there’s no way he can complain about the money (like Ian always did), and hopefully Kenny can write something heartfelt.
I feel really lucky to have him. We’re really compatible. He’s so kind, and communicates, and thoughtful, and smart.
I know he wishes he wasn’t at the job he took a few months ago. He liked it there. We would have had more time together. It doesn’t do any good to dwell on it, but I want to remember that sometimes Kenny gets down about it. He doesn’t talk about it much, but he’s mentioned it more than once.
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