ow, ow, ow
Aug. 25th, 2005 11:07 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
verbicideEverything hurts today. Damn, Alexis.
My arms are sore. My legs are sore. My ass is sore. Whine.
I did manage to find the mountain of paperwork Rochelle (my potential mortgage broker) requested. All except for last year's tax return. *frown* I really need to organize the mountain of paperwork that is hiding my desk. This weekend, I swear, I'm hauling up the filing cabinet and organizing the paper evidence of the past five years of my life. Good times, non? I'm weirdly giddy about it. I'll get to label file folders and organize by date. Yes, I do realize I am an enormous dork.
In more fun than organizing-paper news, a group of my friends are playing hooky from work tomorrow morning to go shopping at some outlet mall somewhere north of Seattle. All I know is that Jeanne is going to pick me up and drop me off. I'd say I was bored with my wardrobe, except really I just need to go to the damn dry cleaners and get my favorite black slacks repaired (torn hem).
I'm also relieved because I finally realized (with a resounding DUH) what to give my big brother J for his birthday in October when I visit. I'm going to knit him a hat for his big, bald head (he shaves it on purpose, I like to think just to annoy me). I also need to get my other brother O something for his birthday that already passed in July. He wants a GC to a clothing place. That's easy enough. I'd bake something for him, too, to make it less impersonal, but his wife is a baking machine and nothing I can make would really compare. Also, he's a heathen who doesn't particularly love sweets. Speaking of, I should bake something for J, since he is a whore for anything with sugar.
I need to buy my ticket to Oakland already before the prices bizarrely skyrocket. I should do that NOW, in fact. Hrm. BRB.
ARGH, they've already gone up. I hate the airlines!!! *hops up and down in fury* It's $195 now, up from $163 like five minutes ago. Hiss.
But I've bought it now and so that's done with.
The appointment with the lender went very well. My credit report says I am a very responsible person and they should give me an unholy amount of money. Now I just need to decide how much of a monthly payment I'm willing to commit to. Because I want to still have fun and not hate my house because it sucks up my ability to go out to dinner with friends. I really need to establish a solid budget with a lot of safety nets. I want to do the maximum I can do for my 401K (once I get it next year with permanent employment).
A year ago, I would have laughed if told I would be capable of writing the above paragraph. I hope nothing explodes and lands me in the poor-bucket I was in for the past couple of years again.
My arms are sore. My legs are sore. My ass is sore. Whine.
I did manage to find the mountain of paperwork Rochelle (my potential mortgage broker) requested. All except for last year's tax return. *frown* I really need to organize the mountain of paperwork that is hiding my desk. This weekend, I swear, I'm hauling up the filing cabinet and organizing the paper evidence of the past five years of my life. Good times, non? I'm weirdly giddy about it. I'll get to label file folders and organize by date. Yes, I do realize I am an enormous dork.
In more fun than organizing-paper news, a group of my friends are playing hooky from work tomorrow morning to go shopping at some outlet mall somewhere north of Seattle. All I know is that Jeanne is going to pick me up and drop me off. I'd say I was bored with my wardrobe, except really I just need to go to the damn dry cleaners and get my favorite black slacks repaired (torn hem).
I'm also relieved because I finally realized (with a resounding DUH) what to give my big brother J for his birthday in October when I visit. I'm going to knit him a hat for his big, bald head (he shaves it on purpose, I like to think just to annoy me). I also need to get my other brother O something for his birthday that already passed in July. He wants a GC to a clothing place. That's easy enough. I'd bake something for him, too, to make it less impersonal, but his wife is a baking machine and nothing I can make would really compare. Also, he's a heathen who doesn't particularly love sweets. Speaking of, I should bake something for J, since he is a whore for anything with sugar.
I need to buy my ticket to Oakland already before the prices bizarrely skyrocket. I should do that NOW, in fact. Hrm. BRB.
ARGH, they've already gone up. I hate the airlines!!! *hops up and down in fury* It's $195 now, up from $163 like five minutes ago. Hiss.
But I've bought it now and so that's done with.
The appointment with the lender went very well. My credit report says I am a very responsible person and they should give me an unholy amount of money. Now I just need to decide how much of a monthly payment I'm willing to commit to. Because I want to still have fun and not hate my house because it sucks up my ability to go out to dinner with friends. I really need to establish a solid budget with a lot of safety nets. I want to do the maximum I can do for my 401K (once I get it next year with permanent employment).
A year ago, I would have laughed if told I would be capable of writing the above paragraph. I hope nothing explodes and lands me in the poor-bucket I was in for the past couple of years again.
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Date: 2005-08-26 01:25 am (UTC)(I can only dream of having a 401K... at this point a nice job would be a good start.) What about a trust fund for Hobbes? :)
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Date: 2005-08-26 04:55 am (UTC)I've had a 401K before, during my previous career, but it's been a long time without any retirement savings, so it worries me.
I think a trust fund for the little monster is a great idea, but he'd just squander it on liquor and loose women when he came of age.
Good luck with the job! Got my fingers crossed for you!
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Date: 2005-08-26 01:30 pm (UTC)