dollbabyamy

You know, I have come up with a solution to my current financial dilemna...with some help from a few people that I didn't expect to get help from. For those of you that don't know my history- I was engaged in 2003 to a guy who sucked my bank account dry and racked up $5000 in credit card debt on my name. My parents gave me every last penny they had at the time to try to get me out of the red and keep me in my car, house, etc. I was about to lose it all, had it not been for them. When my current situation arose, I didn't think I had anyone to turn to, really, to help me out of this. I thought of seeing if I could take a personal loan out from the bank (but then I realized I wouldn't be able to afford monthly payments), I thought of asking the boy for a small loan (but then realized he is supporting my broke ass while I close all the final bills at my old place, so he doesn't have any extra to give me other than what he already is)...and then I came up with the solution of filing for extra money when I renew my student loans here in the next month. I still may do that, just to be on the safe side. My parents, bless their hearts, got their refund back from the IRS the other day, and it was several thousand more than they had been expecting (thanks to a brilliant accountant)...and they took that extra money and came to me, asking if I needed any help with anything, so when I moved I could be on the same page as my boyfriend financially. I told them what had happened. My mom called the bank and argued with them for a while, then she and my dad came to my house and picked up ALL my bills for this month, and told me they'd pay ALL my bills for next month as well, so all I had to worry about was my car payment. My sweetheart boyfriend told me that I didn't have to worry about starting to put in my share of the rent and all until the 1st of June because he wanted me to get back on my feet. (FYI: The bank refused to help, as usual, even though I have proof of their error.) So all I really have to concentrate on for the next two weeks is making sure I have enough gas to get to and from work. My dad said he'd give me a few bucks here and there if I didn't. My parents aren't rich, by far. In fact, they're really lower middle class...they work really, REALLY hard for their money. Instead of taking a well deserved vacation, or doing something special for themselves, they decided to see if I needed any help...and it came at the exact time when I was completely lost about what to do. It really floors me how things work, sometimes. Later this afternoon, I was going through my mail and found a letter from my 401K people from my old company. In the next few weeks, they're going to be disbursing my 401K savings to me (because I'm not eligible yet for 401K at my new job, so there's nowhere for it to go but to me)....I thought this was going to be about $400 or so, but it turns out it's just a few bucks short of a grand. I'm still planning on fighting with the bank tooth and nail over this and all the trouble it's caused, but at least my cloud has a silver lining that is already taking shape! My boss told me he'd give me as many hours as I can stand, so hopefully I can start making some decent money at work, too.
Yesterday wasn't completely bad, though. I cashed in my Valentine's Day gift and redeemed my day spa time- a massage, manicure, pedicure, and facial...compliments of the sweetheart. Now of course, it was FANTASTIC...it could've been slightly more relaxing if I hadn't gotten the news that my bank is slowly ruining my life RIGHT before the appointment. I was all tensed up when I went in for the massage...but I was sooooo relaxed when I came out. We went to my house and moved a bunch more furniture over here right after, because I was like, "I feel like a zillion bucks! Let's go move heavy stuff!" We got some more knick-knacky stuff this time, too, so I can decorate...the apartment is really starting to look like a cozy little home for the two of us. It's kind of crazy- I never in a million years thought I'd be moving out of my house into an apartment with someone...but I feel so comfortable living with him. It's great. Now, once this financial stuff is taken care of, things will be simply marvelous.
We saw The Amityville Horror last night. Not at all like the original, or the A&E documentary things...total creative license...which, naturally, scared the shit out of me. I couldn't sleep last night because of that fucked up little girl. If you see the movie, you'll know what I'm talking about.
Aww! My sweet little cousin just got dumped by her first real boyfriend. The poor thing- her little 13 year old heart is broken!! I feel so bad! She's asking me for advice and I'm trying to dumb down the stuff I tell adults for her...I hope I'm not fucking her up. I love her to pieces and she looks up to me for advice and stuff so much- I'd hate to steer her in the wrong direction!
Tomorrow I'm going to go through my clothes and take some to Plato's Closet to sell for gas money. I have some that I'd rather sell to cool people on here though- some Tripp NYC stuff, etc. I might EBAY it. I'd hate to think some little posuer abercrombie girl would be wearing my black pleather/purple shag coat sometime next winter. If any of you are interested in finding out what I've got, email me- I'll sell it super cheap. I need gas money and lunch money.
And, before I end, I have to praise something. ...I read on the boards the other day something about a secret for below the belt shaving. If you put deoderant on the girly parts, it stops ingrown hair red bumps AND itching. I thought it was a little crazy, but tried it anyway, and damnit if it doesn't work like a charm! I really want to hug the person that said, "You know, I'm TIRED of all this redness and itchiness when I shave. I'm gonna put some deoderant on my and see what happens." She goes down in history with the person that figured out cucumbers got rid of undereye puffiness. Did you ever wonder how people come to try these things? I would never think of putting cucumbers on my eyes, or deoderant on my girly bits...how many things were tried previously? I mean, did they try carrots? Rutabegas? Preparation H? Hairspray?
In closing, I ask you...how many journals do you read that mention Rutabegas?! Only mine. I know, it's why you all come back for more! Love and hugs!!