last day of brokeness
There’s this little song that plays in my head on Wednesdays, the day before my direct deposit wire hits my checking account. It has the same melody as the 12 days of Christmas: "On the last day of brokeness my true love said to me…" That’s it. There are no more lyrics to the song. That part just plays on a loop. Yes, it’s annoying, but I can’t help the songs that play in my imagination.
This week, the last day of brokeness has come not a moment too soon. I’ve got a credit card to pay off, retirement savings to do, New-Orleans-trip-spending-money-savings to save, bus tokens to buy - oh and most importantly, household expenses to kick in on. Whew!
I’m still thinking about buying some new clothes before the New Orleans trip, and maybe getting a pedicure before I go. I’m not too sure about these things, but I’ll see if I can fit ‘em in.
So, I am one day from spending* my paycheck into oblivion. I like Wednesdays! I should really flesh out the lyrics of that payday carol, though… hey, if you guys have any suggestions, help a sistah out.
*I know, I know, there’s something that seems un-frugal about spending your whole check before you even get your hands on it, but let’s remember, I am saving Herculean percentages of every check, so even though my checking account will be lean when I get finished with it, my savings account will get fatter by the time I’m done sending money from my paycheck to fly off in several directions.
You should definitely get a pedicure.. You can’t leave home without one..
Comment by Serenity23 — June 25, 2008 @ 3:04 am
Sistah Ant - You asked me a question about my interest rate a while back. I didn’t do a post, but email me and I will explain.
You know I will! LOL
Comment by S23 — June 25, 2008 @ 1:32 pm
I get a rush from transferring money from my checking account to my different savings accounts!
Comment by SavingDiva — June 26, 2008 @ 11:02 am