Think of buying books but don’t let myself. DON’T DO IT. You have e-nough to read. The house is not driving me crazy, but to a BOOK. If I have a glass now, I’ll want another, then I’ll get hungry, then have another… so what? Maybe that’s what I need. I spend too much on wine,I realize looking through my ledger which I call the “Every Penny Project”. And dinner, lunch, breakfasts and Starbucks for the kids. Sometimes I wish I wasn’t making the money I am now. Yeah, that will probably bite me someday.
I hate when I find a pile of receipts on my desk. Reminds me of my laziness. Speaking of, empty the jar. Ugh, don’t want to.
Counted. I deserve wine, I thought, so I poured some. A ’20 Rosé, Balletto. It’s Rosé, I mean, what do you want me to say? Kids will be home any minute. The feeling I have is like if there were a big storm headed this way. As in, toward my life. Not a California storm where if you get like not even an inch of rain …