Argha! FOUR HUNDRED AND SEVENTY-THREE DOLLARS for a brake job on all four wheels.
Oh damn oh damn oh damn! Just when I thought I just might squeak through the summer on what’s in savings! Not a freakin’ chance.
This is the first day of the March/April budget cycle, and that puts me in the red: right now, today. If I don’t have a single other extraordinary expense—not one vet bill, not one plumbing bill, not one pool repair bill, not one dental bill, not one whatEVER bill—groceries, gas, and other necessaries will push this month’s budget into the red. At the very best, I’ll have to pull about $175 out of my steadily deflating emergency savings fund. At worst? Who knows?
Gotta get a job! A real one, I mean. Not three or four fake ones.
I just had to put brakes on also….yikes….now I am losing my job – restructure…..again…..2 jobs in 5 years……and now getting older……
sometimes I am incredibly angry!
Godlmighty! I’m so sorry…that’s terrible. Things seem to be picking up a little bit; maybe you’ll have a shot at finding another job. The Times is running a series on what people are doing to get back on their feet. Today the front-page story jumps to a huge double-truck spread on people who’ve gone to North Dakota to find work around Williston’s shale fields. Weather’s hideous and the cost of living is insane, but at least there’s work.