And you thought you could save

treesinthewind_275_275.jpgSure, I’m working now, moved out, independent.

Crunch.

I go home Wednesday night – tonight, and find there for me some mail. I open that mail and stare in horror as my mind flicks from the numbers on the paper to the numbers in my bank account.

Rego and Insurance. Horrible.
I count more numbers in my head and they don’t add up.

Geoff comes and we count more numbers and they do add up but it’s a rough estimate and there sure isn’t much left over. All that ‘much left over’ has to pay for food and petrol and train tickets.

It’s going to be a very tight month and a half.

I’m thinking of just asking people for money for my 21st….

Woe is me who has to get over it and really live like a frugal dutchy.

4 Comments

  1. said:

    I don’t mean to niggle, but that may be a good thing 😛

    March 15, 2007
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  2. said:

    ooooooo so feeling it too :s
    fun times ahead

    March 15, 2007
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  3. said:

    21st? When? Can I come?

    March 15, 2007
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