Showing posts with label money. Show all posts
Showing posts with label money. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 13, 2011

Know when to walk away, know when to run

I'm not a gambler.
Repeat that 10 x and that's about how much I'm a gambler.

So, when the idea came up that "we should go to the casino for an hour just to waste some time", my first instinct was to clutch my purse tight to my chest.

I don't get excited to go to casinos... they take my money... I'm not a winner.

But I went, they serve free pop.

We went straight for the penny slots cause we're hard core like that.

I put a dollar in.  Didn't win.

I put another dollar in.  Didn't win.

I put a third dollar in.  This is stupid!  I'm just feeding these things dollar bills.  I quit!

I take a break, walk away.  This is intense stuff.

I say, fine, I'll put another dollar in.  I push a button.  Dang!  I just bet $.75 of my dollar!  Oh, wait, cool, I got five free spins.  Interesting, I'm winning my dollar back... two dollars... six dollars.  Great, I won my money back!

It keeps going.

$10.40

$22.00

$48.20

OH MY!

$81.50

$125.30

$167.00

HOLY!  I think I may have won a million dollars!!

$199.95

$215.20

$224.50


Holy mother of....

I cashed out and clutched my purse tight to my chest and got myself a Pepsi.

Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Let's talk nonsense

Since about Sunday, I’ve had increasingly gotten more and more uncomfortable in my skin. I’m sure some of it is lack of some nutrient and physical exercise but it’s also stress. I don’t stress much on a day-to-day basis. It’s usually something that triggers it and it sits and stews in my mind and spreads throughout my body. I carry stress in my neck and shoulders and face and right now I can’t relieve the pain. It’s tight. My shoulders, my arms, my legs, even my forehead are in constant need of being stretched and massaged, like I’m constricting in on myself. I can think about the oddest things and dwell on them. Of course there is the country’s financial state. I don’t concern myself with the details because I don’t understand them. I do concern myself with the tone of the news and how it’s affecting those around me. I absorb others’ stress. I’m sleeping hard but waking exhausted. My eye is twitching.

This weekend I watched The Savages and had the sudden desire to call my mom and ask her to clarify what she wants me to do if she were to become ill and/or die. How morbid is that? What terrible thoughts. Especially since I plan on my mom living forever. I can’t and won’t imagine my life without her. Probably the only reason I didn’t call her was because I didn’t want to bother her with such an insane question while she was enjoying her road trip through South Dakota, Utah, Colorado and wherever else. I know she’s already got her wishes expressed in her will but I suddenly felt completely overwhelmed with the ifs and whens. I held back the dialing and just tucked the thoughts away. I’ll ask her at a more appropriate time (which translates to: when I’m sobbing uncontrollably and my back has gone out from the tension).

Let’s add to that the daily thoughts of having a significant other and children – and whether I will have (or want) either (this is for another day). And I’m starting that whole stressing about aging thing. I keep telling myself, when I’m 50 I’ll wish I was 36 again.

So, I continue stretching and trying to rub away the knots, cracking my neck, back and fingers and sleeping and thinking.

Does Calgon really work?

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

I'm a tight-wad

I will admit it, I don't like to spend money on frivoulous things. I'm a saver. I always have been. So when the guys at work wanted to know if I'd chip in for the $108 million lottery tonight I got a little hesitant. I'm not a gambler. Maybe because I've never really won at anything so it's basically taking any amount of money and putting it in a Dumpster.

My $2 better win us some big money.

Tuesday, July 12, 2005

Freeee... kind of

I just took a hefty sum from my savings account and paid off my student loan. I have rid myself of paying that sucker for the next five years. I can now take that monthly payment and put it towards my savings for a home. I think it was the best thing to do. I got rid of that burden, the interest, all that jazz.


How tempted am I to take that monthly payment and do something fun with it? Very. But I'm a saver and I know how to restrain myself. Owning a home is far more rewarding!


Damn cool