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Another Day, Another Bill Pay

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Hi, everybody!

Well, it’s the 23rd of the month so guess what?! It’s BILL DAY! Gas, electric, and internet all came in this morning (it’s like they communicate with each other) and I have to admit, now that I’m 30 it feels FANTASTIC to pay your bills on time. And that’s just what I did.

But you don’t want to read about me paying bills, so let’s get into this shitty brain of mine, eh?

I’ve been told to reparent myself – not doing a great job at it so far. I just told you lot that I have a shitty brain. I’m supposed to tell myself I have a special brain or some shit.

Honestly, I’m quite mad I spent money on my last therapy session. It wasn’t worth it. It struck up some old stuff. Some stuff from the past. But it didn’t help me to move forward or to do what I actually want to do – stay in the moment. And I’m starting to question therapy (and I LOVE therapy) because there’s so much focus on the past. And I’m done with the damn past. Are you? I hate the past.

It’s just another day for me. Fall is hitting and I’m loving that. Waking up and throwing on a sweatshirt always feels good – comforting, really – and I’m excited to get my Fall workouts in. They’re usually my best workouts of the year.

Oh, daily reminder that I very much dislike my job.

Are you excited for Fall?

I wish you well. Try not to beat the shit out of yourself.

The Fun of Paying Bills

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Hi, everybody!

Today is pay day! What’s that mean? Everything I earn gets dumped into 5+ bills! Woot woot!

I’m lucky and grateful to be able to cover my bills. Please don’t take this as me bitching. I understand many are not in the situation I am in and many are worse off. I’m here to chat if you need to chat.

However, something about getting paid and throwing it all into bills hurts the soul a bit. Granted, I am better off this paycheck than I was the past couple of months, so I’ve done a good job readjusting my budget and laying low on stupid purchases. Also, my debt is depleting and my investment portfolio is increasing. I feel good about that.

But I would like to take a trip. I really would. BUT! Have no fear, work is here to save me on that front. They’re bringing me down to Dallas next month (WILL I BREAK THE (now 72) DAY STREAK? TUNE IN TO FIND OUT).

But now it’s time to forget about the bills paid and understand my happiness, my life, everything, isn’t run by money or how much I’m making this week or next week. My happiness, my life, everything, it’s all run by me. It’s up to me being aware of each and every situation I’m in. Aware of the feelings I have when paying bills and feeling slightly defeated. Understanding and being aware of the constant ups and downs of life. Awareness to act, not react – that’s a huge one.

I’m grateful I can pay my bills. I’m grateful for so, so much. I’m grateful I get to write to you lot daily.

I wish you well. Try not to beat the shit out of yourself.

Money Can Suck It

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Hi, everybody!

Another day, another blog post. It’s lovely, isn’t it? Yeah, it’s super fun to read you bitchin’ and moanin’ all the time, man. I get it. But I have to write this shit out or it clouds my mind and I get NOTHING done. Just skim the blogs, man. Stop bitchin’ and moanin’.

Today I have a very simple agenda for this blog: Fuck money. I’m not poor and I have a decent job. It’s not that I’m super screwed or anything, not even close, but the idea of money pisses me off. The barriers money puts down drives me to the ground. I’m not even a hippie and it pisses me off. Crazy, right? Today I was paid. Right away I thought “OK, what bills should I pay right away?”

Like, what fun is that? The amount of stress we incur due to our expenses and income and all that jazz… just YEESH. Yes, we are in charge of our own emotions, our thoughts, how we view things. I get it. I get it.

Again, another day, another blog of nonsense. I still haven’t taken my first sip of my coffee. This one is my fault.

I wish you well. Try not to beat the shit out of yourself.