I just returned from the Bay Area.
Okay, "just" is stretching it.
I returned from the Bay Area last Thursday. But, of course it took me two days to unpack, a day to catch up on my Tivo, a day to accept that the balloon boy was a fake, and then another day to roll my cats around on the floor like fur burritos.
I'm pretty sure that brings me to today. Maybe not. I may have blacked out for a time. I've been pounding Trader Joe's strawberry lemonade pretty hard.
Anyway, while I was in the Bay Area I got a little carried away with the spending. Whoa there! A bagel and a book? In the same week? Easy there, Rockefeller.
I returned home with an empty wallet and felt the stress of reality weighing down on me as soon as the plane hit the runway.
As you know all too well, Chris and I have been getting ourselves back on track financially. Having avoided a layoff and our stock portfolio holding strong at $50, we've been insanely attached to Dave Ramsey's budget site and living 100% on cash.
Which sucks. And I hate it.
We discovered though that if we pay cash for everything, we end up having more money to spend. And when the money runs out, we don't spend any more. I'm not sure how it works. I think it might be witchcraft. Anyway, the budget has been an insanely awesome tool. (But also very depressing because OMFG I know exactly what I'm going to spend on groceries in April 2010. And no girl should have to know that.)
Anywho. I had just flown in from San Francisco and Chris and Savannah were sick, so I headed to Target for cat food and Red Bull. I ended up grabbing a few other necessities and as I was walking through the parking lot back to my car, I had a sinking feeling in my stomach.
I had overspent by $40. This was going to be a problem. As I had so many times before I visualized our budget for the month. I mentally moved dollars around, delayed this expense, rearranged that payment. The ongoing creative process of my personal finances. My own Ponzi scheme.
I got in my car as my cell phone rang.
An hour later I was employed. With a job that I have been coveting at Blogher for, oh, ever. I'd like to think they couldn't wait to hire me. But they probably were just tired of all the heavy breathing hang ups over at corporate.
It was just what we needed. At just the right time. Relief. Gratitude.
I feel like my brain, my heart, can finally relax.
At every turn recently I've felt like Chris and I are healing a little bit more. And I could not be more grateful for this second chance to do the right thing with our money.
Or maybe not.
In other news, a suspicious dark spot appeared on Chris' leg and...I'm not sure what to think about that. Stay tuned because I'm pretty sure I'm going to make you diagnose him for me.