I think I'm poor

[propita]

Sorry. I’m tending to be a literalist lately. I don’t like it much.

I like the idea of traveling. Hubby and I like talking with people, complete strangers, and find them interesting. But his schedule sucks. As it is, on days he works, he’s home around 9 pm; on nights he also teaches, he’s home around 10 pm. No real morning time together; no real evening time on his work days, either.

*sigh*

There are worse problems to have.

 

[Timby]

I realized today that I was poor when I opened a birthday card from grandma, saw a check inside, and thought, "Yes, I can use this towards rent!"

Nah, you're just growing up.

I know what you mean. My wife and I got around $1800 back in tax refunds this year, and her immediate reaction was that we should buy the new dSLR that I've been wanting for years, or at least a tablet like an iPad so I don't have to take my 17" laptop when I'm traveling on business (it's a bitch taking that thing on planes). I immediately thought, "Well, both our cars have over 100,000 miles on them, I don't have health insurance, we both desperately need new glasses, and God knows what else could go wrong, so we're not going to spend any of it."

I think I first realized I was getting old when receiving socks for Christmas or buying new office supplies from Staples excited me.