Remember when I wrote this?
“And speaking of Plan B…yes, the house is selling, but that doesn’t mean I’m going to go off and get pg right now. We need to a) pay off credit cards (should be by the end of summer) b) buy a car for Gene (a possible way to spend the house money) c) institute “austerity savings”, as labelled by Gene. Austerity savings means I give up Patty and Angela, and in theory we may give up the yard guy. Gene also says it includes eating out less and cancelling some of the movie channels on the satellite dish (I’d prefer to make that the last piece of the puzzle — something tells me I’m going to want 500 channels to choose from when I’m up with a colicky baby at 3:30 in the morning).”
(January 2005)
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha. Pay off credit cards by end of summer? HA HA HA HA HA HA.
Buy a car for Gene? Why not buy TWO???? And one Uber-Yuppie SUV for me!
Austerity WHAT? HA HA HA.
Give up WHO?
The only thing I didn’t say was “And we’ll save THOUSANDS of dollars by not getting into car accidents or being sued due to retarded geek store investment scheme, causing me to wipe my 401k to pay for husband’s LEGAL defense!!”
Oh, fuck me. Is it 5 o’clock yet?
Thank you all for not laughing at me for seriously saying any of the above.
Yes, I know that I live a very stupid lifestyle. This is not news.
Anyway, having pissed myself off, I’m going to go to the grocery store. I’m going to make chicken pot pie tonight, using Mom’s recipe.
(D, if you’re reading this, the boy doesn’t go home til tomorrow, so if you need to stop by with something for Gene to sign, we’re home all day. Or at least he is. I may run away from home).