I don't know how to save money. I don't know how to pay balances down. I'm hoping that it'll be like muscle memory - if I just keep chipping away at bills and thinking about what I'm spending before I slap down the debit card, it'll work.
Thinking about being responsible is intimidating. I approach working out, cleaning, and financial accountability the same way ~
- heart races out of anticipation
- internal monologue about how this didn't work before
- compare myself to others
- give up and get a burrito
- feel bad about the burrito, despite its innate awesomeness
So, yeah. I cleaned my bedroom. -ish. You can see almost all the carpeting that you're supposed to see. I've gone to two Krav Maga classes, and I'm going to more. And the money I put in my savings account last month IS STILL THERE!
Tiny successes are still successes.
Yesterday: $100 - costco, lunch with M, cheap-o movie with R
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