3 Girls and 4 Suitcases.
Sitting with my second cuppa, have done my affirmations and inspirational readings and I have sent an email, which looked like turning into a novel until I realised that I better get in here and write, before it did.
The sky is awfy black out there but there wasn't snow forecast. I have started to look online at the weather, in the mornings because it can look fingers have been protesting so I have just this past second, checked the temp and it is a balmy 1 degree out there and is supposed to go up to 5, this afternoon. Tomorrow looks set to hit 9 and Monday a tropical 12-woohoo. The sub zero is not supposed to return till next weekend. We shall see.
So, yesterday?
Library time whizzed by as usual. Seem to be getting through a scene a day, which doesn't seem like much but there's a lot involved-honest. I have started taking an extra large paper cup of black tea/coffee (stays hot longer and tastes better cold) to the library with me and it occurs to me that I may like a travel mug from santa.....the Tim Hortons reusables may not last very long but then I suppose it gives me an excuse to pop in for another of their coffees occasionally.
I know that I must sound like 'poor me' in here, sometimes but the truth is that I am really enjoying all the thought I have to put into our finances. When I lived here 25 years ago, I was totally in charge of all my own financial stuff but when Bill and I went back to Scotland I just handed it all to him and never thought about it again......that's why you lost your hair Bill-sorry Sweetie. I now wish that I had taken more of a share of the money-side of things to have been more helpful but I didn't. I do now take my hat off and salute my husband for giving us the standard of life that he has, through his fantastic money-management and selfless, uncomplaining working at a job he hates. Trying to work out Bills and transferring money from here to there and back is time-consuming and brain-hurting, for me.....but I am doing it. And I braved the bank to ask them about a bank-charge which actually illuminated other things about my account that I hadn't realised. The credit card that I wrote about (I think......it was so long ago and I don't read old blogs to find out 'cause I'd get lost in there) has never arrived, so I spoke to them about that as well. Jen and I both opened accounts and we should both now have credit cards and $400 each in our accounts, for following all the instructions of how to get the bonuses. We shall see what next week brings after their promise to check it out. Finding ways to save money is a great game. Yesterday I went for stamps (no way to save on them and the cheapest stamp to Scotland, even for a postcard, is $2.50) and I always have a wee look in Shoppers (where the P.O is) to see if there's any bargains. I came home with another 3 boxes of Raisin Bran because they were down from $6.99 to $2,50. I now reckon that I may have enough cereal to last me till the summer. Billy Denham, you have definitely rubbed off on me.
The walk to get the Pizza ws a tad chilly and the Pizza was luke warm, when we sat down to eat it. The silver lining was that the boxes kept our fingers warm on the way home.
Alison got her first pay cheque-yippee-and it will go straight into MY bank account to BEGIN to pay back the money she owes. She may be in Credit by the time 2015 rolls in-lol.
She and I watched a funny movie, with our pizza. It had Billy Crystal and Bette Midler as the 'other' grandparents....you know, the ones who hardly get to see the grandkids because their child is embarrassed by them and raises their kids totally differently to how they were raised? I said to Ali' at the end 'I wonder if that'll be me and dad?' Mmmmm? She didn't reassure me with a 'No'....perhaps because I've had them told, for many a year, that I will not be a 'daycare' for their kids?
And on that piece of info, I will close. Ali's school is having a craft fair today that I may venture down to......or not. The tired girl is still in bed. She's got NYC recovery to do, this weekend.
Love to all,
Lxx
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