So today we started doing our taxes, and realized that, as a result of being poor and struggling ALL year, we get a big bonus from our grand old government come tax season. Time to pay off those creditors that have been nagging us for the past six months. Time to start actually opening the bills when they come and answering the 800 numbers when they call!
Also with a move possibly in the works, this time up north to be nearer to family, I have something to look forward to. Not that I don't love paying 850 a month for an apartment that barely fits our THINGS, let alone 3 people (one more in the works) and two cats. I really do love it in San Diego, but the reality is, we could use a lot more space and Peyton needs to grow up with a support system of people that love her. And I can't think of two people who could possibly want to spoil that baby more than her Auntie Em and Uncle Scotty.
On a lighter note. Why did that man drill holes in our kitchen wall yesterday and no one was going to bother to come over and apologize or even FIX it? Hey, now we can watch what our single, 30 something, hairy scary man neighbor is doing in his apartment whenever we want. Things are looking up!
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