Ooh, and it would be even less if I had a job and wasn't home all day! I am definitely benefiting from heat rising from the apartments downstairs.

The bill paying talk made me go look at my CC balance. Not as bad as I thought. My mom gave me the cash to pay off some purchases that I made for her, and I have a couple of returns to make that will go back on the CC, so that brings the balance down a couple of hundred bucks. It's really not bad at all, considering it's just after Xmas.

But that's one thing--my mom gave me all this cash to pay me back, my SiL gave me the cash after she returned the camera she gave me, and then my mom handed me another wad of cash as I was leaving the house. Along with the other just in case money I had in my wallet, I was traveling on the bus last ngiht with almost $600 in cash. It made me constantly check on the location of my wallet.

One should avoid being married to the President if at all possible.

Well sometimes it's unavoidable.

I would totally fake ransack my house if it meant someone else would come in after and set things in order. But I don't think that's what it means.

Along with the other just in case money I had in my wallet, I was traveling on the bus last ngiht with almost $600 in cash. It made me constantly check on the location of my wallet.

You know that makes you a target, right? And yet, I understand that it's impossible not to do!

When I go to Vegas, someone usually puts the house on a credit card, and then the rest of us end up paying our share in cash at the end of the weekend. It's kind of hilarious.

You know that makes you a target, right? And yet, I understand that it's impossible not to do!

I know, but almost $400 of that was given to me within an hour of me leaving town. At least I was dressed like a bum for the bus ride in sweats, so I didn't look like Ms. Rich-y.

Am so going on an austerity budget this spring. Last couple of months have been murder on the checking account.

I know, but almost $400 of that was given to me within an hour of me leaving town.

I mean the checking, not the carrying.

I think it's funny because when I'm worried about my wallet, I pat the pocket that has my keys in it. So I figure I'll get pickpocketed, but the wrong pocket.

So tonight, the SO is doing winter camping like a crazy person. He's just in town because he ended up not having two nights in a row without plans during break. But he appears to be alive and having what must be a good time? I'm not too sure. I'm hanging out by the fire with the dog.

And watching Utopia. Hee.

Cap'n Jack: "I was just saying hello."

Martha: "I didn't mind!"

Oh, Jack.

I mean the checking, not the carrying.

Oh, well both me and my bag were tucked under my coat, and it was dark, so not many people actually noticed.

Am so going on an austerity budget this spring. Last couple of months have been murder on the checking account.

Me too. I was being really good about buying stuff for me, but then the cats, the car, computer issues, and Christmas all made huge dents in my plans.