A Note From Epstein's Mother
So I don't have the latest Blogstalking (medicine cabinet) assignment ready to post, but I have what I think is a valid excuse.
I was updating the bank statement this morning while the boys were at school (I'll save you the time of looking through the blog to see when was the last time I did it. Um, more than two months ago), and as I blithely zoomed through it to see if I could actually afford to pay the good people at Chase, I came out with an end balance about $600 more than the bank says I should have. I'm inclined to believe that I'm more likely to make a mathematical mistake than the bank is.
Which leaves us about $500 for the next two weeks.
Sigh.
See? This is EXACTLY why I hate updating Money.
Of course I'm aware of the irony that if I'd do it with any regularity, I would see how little I have and quit spending so much and I wouldn't end up with red numbers all the time.
Gotta go find some stuff to sell on eBay...
6 comments:
Oy vey.
Let me know when I can airlift some Mac N Cheese....
Ok, with all of your blog devotees, you should do the AdSense thing. I'd click on links for you, babe, any day.
I hate when that happens, which seems to be damn near all the time.
Chunky wonders why I'm in a crappy mood on Sunday evenings for the exact same reason.
Once that man I married comes back down here I'll probably start looking for a part time job....
looks like my statement! it's ramen for dinner again kids!
ohhhopps! Hate when that happens and there right!?
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