Come the fuck on!!!! Are you completely fucking serious right about now?? Now I know there was a blog like this before. I know I have talked about this before, hell I feel like I have to have this come to Jesus with the Universe every Dec. However, this year this come to Jesus feels very different.
Why is that? Well I am different. Your girl, forgot there was candy in the house...like legit full size candy bars. I am reaching for water just as easily as I would reach for coffee. I am walking up and down stairs multiple times of day as well as I am writing over shopping or playing mindless games on the phone...when my computer cooperates. In the last few hours a Mickey Milkovich type tantrum has almost brought me to drop kicking the thing down a flight of stairs.
I also didn't lash out at my husband or my daughter about all the things they didn't do over the last few days. Did I get mad...YUP. Did I shed a few tears...YUP!! Did it make me feel better, a little. Now I am cleaning, maybe rage cleaning...but cleaning. Light a few candles and Gonna decorate for Christmas in a bit.
Then when all is done, I will sit down with my notebook and pencil and I will write. Then when I get my new computer in 15 days, I will start the process of typing it up. See I am very committed to this writing process it is good for financial and mental health. So I will find a tweak, a work around. Would I rather be posting...well yes but it is too hard to story write on the phone. So it what it is.
Doesn't mean I stop...all the years before, specifically at this time of the year I would stop. This year I wanted to see what it looked like if I didn't stop...
And while we are talking about this...2024, yeah next year...me and the universe are having some conversation there too. While I am not uttering the words that this is my year...nope nope nope...I am gonna walk in real slow, sit down, shut up, and not touch nothing. I am sitting down ground rules and boundaries. I am saying no. I am not a safety net. My family's financial freedom and needs are coming first. This paycheck to paycheck way of life, yeah over it.
I am over having to come out of pocket for emergencies and leaving myself short. So I have two envelope books to stuff, have a few different savings challenges to start, and I am putting together a budget that is liveable without feeling like we are going without. We have too many goals as a couple and we are gettting too old to continue to live like this.
Okay now I feel better...by the way, my current computer did finally cooperate, still replacing it. I need something dependable for 2024 and the year of writing! Wrapping this up, dear Universe...bring it the fuck on! I am committed to getting real uncomfortable as I continue this. Stay tuned, things are just getting started!
Till next time-
Audie
