I hate the act of sitting down with the checkbook and my laptop and my bills and logging into my bank to see how much Ched's deposit was...it gives me a stomachache. Add to that the fact that if I don't pay bills on Friday when he gets paid, I usually go into the weekend as though we have money to spend!
Woo hoo, let's go out to eat tonight! And tonight! Woo hoo! Party on!
And then Monday comes and I sit down to pay the bills and get a big shock when I realize that Ched's deposit is...oh....about $200 less than I thought it would be. Bummer.
But even as I sit here complaining, wondering how things are going to get paid...blah blah blah....I'm struck by how futile my complaining is. It's my own fault for being lazy on Friday and not paying the bills.
And who's listening, anyway?
I need a hug.
Note: September 9, 2008 - It's interesting to me that I wrote this post so long ago and I'm now moving it to my new "Debt is Normal, Be Weird!" catagory because of us taking control of our finances!!