^I am calling B.S.!
After Noah had breakfast {formula+brown rice cereal}, we played on his mat with a little red fox he adores, and then I jumped into the world of budgeting and couponing. I had mentioned in a previous post that I was not becoming a SAHM {again, this is short for stay at home mom}, because we have the money. Because we don't. It isn't that we are comfortable enough as a one income family for me to quit. Because we aren't. That will absolutely be my biggest challenge. More on that later.
After couponing and creating a budget for the entire month of December, Noah took a nap and I cleaned the living room. It is obnoxious how messy it can get with an almost six month old. I should have taken a picture. He never cleans up after himself. Noah is almost halfway through his first year of life! Shouldn't he be feeding himself and picking up his toys by now?
By lunchtime I was thinking to myself....hmm this can't be that bad. I can be a SAHM easy peasy. Baby is fed and diaper bag is packed, I was clean and dolled up to go to the grocery store, had my coupons and list in hand. And then the unthinkable happened.....
THE SWAGWAGON
WOULD. NOT. START.
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here she is in all her beauty #swag |
This cannot be happening. I just quit my job. I don't have the f**k**g money to pay to get a car fixed. Why is this happening to me? Noah is already in the car, I have my list. I remembered the list! Do you know how many times I have left the house and forgotten the list and/or my wallet?! Ugh and we were supposed to get the grocery shopping done in time to make it to the chiropractor...What a nightmare. My entire day is ruined.
^That was my initial reaction. But after calling The Hubs and figuring out we may just need a new battery, the anxiety subsided. One of my sisters came and saved the day and regretfully happily drove me to four different grocery stores so I could save a buck. I was able to reschedule the chiro appointment for later this week so no worries there.
So overall it was okay. I did get pretty lonely at one point, but I hate being alone...so maybe some self-reflection won't be such a bad thing.
Oh hey my boss is yelling for breakfast......
"DADA". That's all he says now. #jealous #thatconsonantiseasier
peace,
Megan
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