Let's go over some things on this fine, sparkly Wednesday.
1. I asked my dad if he would be willing to work out a deal with me for his Jeep Wrangler. It's absolutely awesome. Needs some love, no doubt, but nothing I can't handle. His exact words were, "you can have it." I about shit because for months now I've been thinking about what kind of deal I could work out with him to get it and here he just says I can have it. Too cool.
On the list of things it needs: new brakes/brake line, new ignition/ignition switch, a thorough washing.
The first step to getting it is to call my insurance company to figure out how much it would cost to insure the mother. Most likely more than my Focus, you think? haha. This information will determine if I can even afford to have it.
If I can, I'm going to talk to some friends who work on cars for fun. See what they know about Jeeps and their parts. Maybe I can get cheap or even free labor in exchange for food. Boys are like that. They'll work for food. Plus, I want to learn about fixing things so I'd be hands-on (that may be a good or bad thing).
I'm very, very stoked about this. You have absolutely no idea. I can already see myself driving to the beach in it. Or driving to the woods. Or driving to work. I want it! I WANT IT.
2. I put my entire savings into my checking account recently to make ends meet because of some non-regular expenses I've had lately. And that entire savings is already eaten up entirely.
Traci's wedding is breaking my bank. And I don't even feel bad about saying that. Shit's so expensive. Don't ever be a Maid of Honor. I'm not exaggerating when I tell you it's costing me $760 to do this for her. I love the girl, but that's absurd.
The fact that I busted my ass to save that money for a trip I've been planning for longer than I know now (and am supposed to take next year (although that seems unlikely now, thanks)), only to see all of it be absorbed by the budget of someone else's wedding really upsets me. Is that selfish, sure. Do I care, not at all. Like I said, I busted my ass for the money I've been saving and it is literally completely gone.
I don't even know how I'm going to start over. The whole predicament is mentally exhausting. Makes me want to cry rivers.
That's it for now. Not as much to talk about as I initially thought. I guess those two things were weightier than I realized.
1. I asked my dad if he would be willing to work out a deal with me for his Jeep Wrangler. It's absolutely awesome. Needs some love, no doubt, but nothing I can't handle. His exact words were, "you can have it." I about shit because for months now I've been thinking about what kind of deal I could work out with him to get it and here he just says I can have it. Too cool.
On the list of things it needs: new brakes/brake line, new ignition/ignition switch, a thorough washing.
The first step to getting it is to call my insurance company to figure out how much it would cost to insure the mother. Most likely more than my Focus, you think? haha. This information will determine if I can even afford to have it.
If I can, I'm going to talk to some friends who work on cars for fun. See what they know about Jeeps and their parts. Maybe I can get cheap or even free labor in exchange for food. Boys are like that. They'll work for food. Plus, I want to learn about fixing things so I'd be hands-on (that may be a good or bad thing).
I'm very, very stoked about this. You have absolutely no idea. I can already see myself driving to the beach in it. Or driving to the woods. Or driving to work. I want it! I WANT IT.
2. I put my entire savings into my checking account recently to make ends meet because of some non-regular expenses I've had lately. And that entire savings is already eaten up entirely.
Traci's wedding is breaking my bank. And I don't even feel bad about saying that. Shit's so expensive. Don't ever be a Maid of Honor. I'm not exaggerating when I tell you it's costing me $760 to do this for her. I love the girl, but that's absurd.
The fact that I busted my ass to save that money for a trip I've been planning for longer than I know now (and am supposed to take next year (although that seems unlikely now, thanks)), only to see all of it be absorbed by the budget of someone else's wedding really upsets me. Is that selfish, sure. Do I care, not at all. Like I said, I busted my ass for the money I've been saving and it is literally completely gone.
I don't even know how I'm going to start over. The whole predicament is mentally exhausting. Makes me want to cry rivers.
That's it for now. Not as much to talk about as I initially thought. I guess those two things were weightier than I realized.
Comments
Money woes are the worst! $760?? Yikes. My bridal party got off cheap!
That is my absolute favorite line!
Yeah, being a bridesmaid is def. expensive. I had to fly to NC to be one for my BF. Sigh.
I hope you can get insurance for the jeep. :-)
Jessica - I knew a bridesmaid was a financial commitment, I guess I just didn't know how much of one it could become. Aside from my sister and my life-long best friend(s), I'll never do it again.