I need more monies!

There are so many things that I want to be able to do this summer, like going out to visit my parents. We’re going to rent a boat on Trinity Lake in northern California just like the boring-ass fishing trips of my childhood. But this time they can’t force me into one of the nasty, dirty life vests that come with the boat for I am a grown-ass woman. And this time nobody is going to get me to skewer a cricket onto a hook. Fuck that action.

I want to be able to pay for a plane ticket for my son to come home.

And then there’s the other thing. My grandfather just found out that he has lymphoma. I don’t know much about what’s going on (I tend to get left out of the loop since moving out to AZ) but Grampa Gene is in his 80s, he has cancer, and I already had to miss my Grandpa Dave’s funeral because I was too broke to go and that’s a shitty feeling.

Ugh, overly personal stuff twice in one week.

I’m also going to be taking a trip to NYC to visit my bff, and while he’s offered to pay for everything for me when I go out there I’m not sure if I’ll be letting him do that. And even if I do, the plane ticket is almost $400. Maybe I won’t be going to New York. Maybe M. and I will be going to Disney World instead. I know that the plane ticket, half the hotel, and half the rental car will come out to about the same as flying into NYC.

So I need to get more done. I’m chronically disorganized (watching Hoarders is like seeing the future sometimes) but I have the ability to get all my shit together if I just DO IT already and I think it’s time for that to happen. I work better and faster in an uncluttered environment, so that’s my goal right now.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s