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I can’t remember the last time I was this excited to bathed and ready to fall into my newly made bed, alone. No one else in the room, not even my husband....
I can’t remember the last time I was this excited to bathed and ready to fall into my newly made bed, alone. No one else in the room, not even my husband....
{I started writing this on Sunday morning, before I wrote my last post. My son still isn’t doing well–I think he has croup–but we haven’...
We’re three days into our vacation. There are two thoughts that circle, like vultures. “I’m so glad we didn’t attempt this last ye...
I’ve been wanting to write about the bike, about what I love (and don’t love) about it. I’ve wanted to write about how much I’m using it...
I wrote before about how many past purchases have been made with the hope or expectation that an item could Make It Better. I have bought many a thing because I...
It can feel sometimes (okay, A LOT of the time) like pretty much everything in my life is restricted. We’re in the worst drought in California history, so...
This week’s total was torpedo bombed by a massive swimming lesson purchase. This Tuesday we will use the last of the ten swimming lessons I purchased for ...
I’ve never handled the loss of money (either in the form of actual money or the stuff money buys) very well. I am someone who loses things and I take it v...
I’m at work today. In my classroom. Doing things. Or trying to. ZOMG THE OVERWHELMZ. Nobody was in the office but I was able to peek through the glass win...
I’m reading more and more frugal living and financial independence and personal finance blogs and I am so impressed with the choices people are making and...