antiprincess

Worst day ever. Well, not really, but worst day in a while, and based on the fabulousness of the past twoish months, it just seems all that much worse.

Did my taxes today. Well, up to the point of actually filing them, because the fuckers say I owe money. More money than I actually have at the present time. And all because I filed "Married separately" and couldn't claim a bunch of deductions. And stupid Peter convinced me that was the best way to do things, and stupid me didn't know enough about taxes (at the time) to disagree. Based on my research today, it would have been much smarter if we had filed jointly.

So now I have to figure something out, because I also have to pay my school fees and a sizable car insurance payment, in addition to my regular bills. I'm just not making enough money. My options:
~Get a new job. Which would be awesome, because I hate my job, and could make more money and be happier. But with a full time school schedule, and the strange desire for medical bennies, I'm hard-pressed to find something that fits.
~Get another job. Which would suck, because I very much value the little downtime I do have. Especially that time I spend with Tony. And again, with my fucked schedule, there's not a whole lot of options. Especially not if I enjoy weekends.
~Ask for a raise. Which would be cool if I got one. But I don't even know how to approach that. And then I might not get one, or they might think I'm too greedy or something and drop me, and then I'd really be fucked.

I really don't like feeling uncomfortable when it comes to money. I need my little safety net. It's not like have absolutely no money, but it's quickly approaching that. I can charge things, but that is a really bad habit to get into. I get paid soon, but almost all that money is earmarked for regular bills. I could ask my mom or my dad to spot me, but I haven't asked them for money since I moved out, and, fuck, I really don't want to start now. Not that they have a great deal of money to spare, anyway. Fuck, I hate this. I'm not going to starve or anything, but I am very not happy about being where I am financially right now. That's what I get for going back to school, I guess. I guess I'll figure something out. That's life, I suppose. But it makes me very unhappy. On the plus side, if I can scrape by for 2 more months, then I can just work my ass off this summer, and work towards paying off my credit cards. It was just such a big hit today because I was honestly expecting a decent refund. Fuckers.