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Oct. 20th, 2005 08:39 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
stormdogI have finally eaten and can think again. This is much better than the state I was just a short time ago; trust me.
My brother came by my house to assist in pushing my truck across 75th street, down 12th avenue, and into my driveway. Probably not the way Tim expected to experience his first time behind the wheel of a motorized vehicle on a city street. I am deeply grateful to them. Even with help from both of them, I found myself too out of breath to thank them immediately after we finally put the truck in park and turned off the blinkers, and I was experiencing vertigo for about fifteen minutes afterward. I used to be in better shape than that. I haven't played DDR in weeks. I have to start that again but there always seems to be something more important.
My financial records are really sporadic and chaotic. I think I've been subconsciously using the stupidity of Bank One's online record keeping and the difficulty of reconciling the several differant accounts we have open as excuses. I need to stop doing that and start taking charge of things. I need to start putting something into savings and start taking care of the people who've taken care of Andrea and I by lending us money when we needed it.
I'm going begin using a checklist to remind of the things I need to do everday when I get home from work. The first two things on it will be cleaning the catbox and recording the days monetary transactions.
So, as I alluded to earlier, my truck will not start. Andrea suspects that it's the fuel pump or something else related to the fuel line. From all I know about cars, which is not a great deal, I suspect she's right. I know enough to work my way through a brake job without a manual, but when it comes to real applied problem solving, I am woefully inexperienced. I'll see what I can figure out on Saturday. I'm hoping I can track down the issue and save a chunk of money by fixing it myself.
Fortunately, a good friend of my parents, and the person who made it financially possible for me to go to school in Michigan, has a temp job through the end of the year with my company. Andrea is going to drop me off at his house in the early morning and we're going to carpool down to Illinois. I've been hoping to find someone to share a ride with for some time so this works out beautifully.
One more piece of good news; I finally got the computer I've been setting up for myself at work done today. Can't wait to start using a second monitor tomorrow; that will make a host of things much easier.
And with that stream-of-consciousness blither out of the way, I'm going to try to figure out how much money I can throw at bills this month.
My brother came by my house to assist in pushing my truck across 75th street, down 12th avenue, and into my driveway. Probably not the way Tim expected to experience his first time behind the wheel of a motorized vehicle on a city street. I am deeply grateful to them. Even with help from both of them, I found myself too out of breath to thank them immediately after we finally put the truck in park and turned off the blinkers, and I was experiencing vertigo for about fifteen minutes afterward. I used to be in better shape than that. I haven't played DDR in weeks. I have to start that again but there always seems to be something more important.
My financial records are really sporadic and chaotic. I think I've been subconsciously using the stupidity of Bank One's online record keeping and the difficulty of reconciling the several differant accounts we have open as excuses. I need to stop doing that and start taking charge of things. I need to start putting something into savings and start taking care of the people who've taken care of Andrea and I by lending us money when we needed it.
I'm going begin using a checklist to remind of the things I need to do everday when I get home from work. The first two things on it will be cleaning the catbox and recording the days monetary transactions.
So, as I alluded to earlier, my truck will not start. Andrea suspects that it's the fuel pump or something else related to the fuel line. From all I know about cars, which is not a great deal, I suspect she's right. I know enough to work my way through a brake job without a manual, but when it comes to real applied problem solving, I am woefully inexperienced. I'll see what I can figure out on Saturday. I'm hoping I can track down the issue and save a chunk of money by fixing it myself.
Fortunately, a good friend of my parents, and the person who made it financially possible for me to go to school in Michigan, has a temp job through the end of the year with my company. Andrea is going to drop me off at his house in the early morning and we're going to carpool down to Illinois. I've been hoping to find someone to share a ride with for some time so this works out beautifully.
One more piece of good news; I finally got the computer I've been setting up for myself at work done today. Can't wait to start using a second monitor tomorrow; that will make a host of things much easier.
And with that stream-of-consciousness blither out of the way, I'm going to try to figure out how much money I can throw at bills this month.
