if my optimistic calculations are correct, i have exactly $5. 47 to get me to Friday.
I had $6.47, but I felt I should give at least a dollar to the church offering. so ya.
im not trying to sound depressing, or suggesting i need donations. really. im not.
im just hoping that one day i can look back on this post and be all ‘ya me, im a millionaire now. i was so broke in my 20s. but luckily i got super rich since then.’
plans for becoming rich include (but are not limited to): getting my blog mentioned on oprah, marrying “rich” (aka, someone who makes more than $38,000 annually), and, umm. ya. that’s all i’ve got.
don’t worry though, i’ve got like food and stuff. i mean, i spent parts of my pay check at the grocery story like a responsible person and whatnot. and i’ve got half a tank of gas, so as long as i don’t have to drive anywhere besides work, i’ll be good.
you might be like, ‘crystal, why are you so broke? i thought you had a master’s degree and a grown-up job?’
well, i do. i do. but unfortunately, this whole journalism thing doesn’t pay as well as i’d hoped.
also, i decided to spend $125 to get my hair dyed on this pay check.
im told that in normal-people land, $125 is chunk change. but for me it was ALL of my change.
alas, my hair DOES look splendid, but im pretty sure it would have been smarter to just let the roots show. i mean, they weren’t THAT bad. right?
well, anyway, hindsight, 20/20, you know.
and don’t worry, im trying harder to budget and stuff. it’s just hard because i don’t really have money to budget.
so ya.
now excuse me while i fantasize about the day i’ll have enough money to go to taco bell again.
