Jon is home with a sore throat that causes him to squeak instead of speak. It is a little funny, hearing the tiny squeaky sounds come out of his mouth, but only a little. Jon hardly ever stays home from work, which he is doing today, so I know it is bad. I hope a good day of rest and orange juice will help him bounce back quickly.
I also hope (a lot) that Evelyn doesn't get whatever Jon has. They were together all day yesterday, playing and talking and sharing communal air space. Please, gods of tddler illness, do not set your gaze on my child.
Also, this week with the budgets was a little harder. Birthdays and illness and charity purchases and christmas gifts. I am realizing that spending money is a little like eating sugar. The more you do it, the more you want to keep doing it, and doing it and doing it. So when I am in austere money-saving mode, it is easy to stay there (or, similarly, when I am not eating refined sugars and carbs, it is easy to stay away from them). But once that line is crossed, wherever the line may be, it is hard to jump back to the other side.
Perhaps that speaks to my personality. Not a positive pesronality trait, for sure. Maybe recognition is the first step toward improvement?
But for now I am going to lunch, spending $6 over budget on this last day of our fiscal week, because I brought chili in my lunch bag, but I just can't eat it. I had it for dinner on Tuesday and lunch on Wednesday, and let's just say intestinal discomfort reigned for the next 18 hours. Not up for that again.
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