Thursday, February 21, 2013
First it Rains
... then it pours, but not with dollars and cents, like we need it to.
I really wish money grew on trees- especially at the moment.
So far this month we've paid four and a half thousand dollars in bills. A $1500 obstetric free, $1500 for new tyres that were long over dude and a similar amount for our home insurance.
That left us with pretty much nothing for pretty much everything else. It was okay though, there was meat in the freezer, eggs from the chooks, veg in the garden and fuel in the tanks. We could scrimp, we've done it before.
That was until Tuesday when I was driving to my parents place* and somehow popped a brand new $400 tyre.
Naturally, I cried all day.
Today, Dave called me on his way home from a meeting to tell me he'd just been booked and given a juicy $300 fine.
C'mon. Thats just over the top.
Don't even get me started on the bills we simply can't even THINK about paying.
GGGEEEZZZZZZZZ man. Such a BORING cycle.
Pay Day's next Wednesday- I guess we'll be living cheap next month too.
Tell me you live like this as well. Go on, tell me.
*on my way to my parents place I called them to find that mum had just fallen off her bike and broken her shoulder. She was at the hospital. My poor mumma now has a black eye, her aim in a sling and an appointment with the surgeon. When it rains....