Last night I was extremely crabby. SO picked me up from work (very nice) but...what's that? The little need-to-fill-the-gas-tank light popping up on the dash? ARG! He seems to think he'll be able to make it until Friday without filling up his gas tank. I seriously doubt it. He drives through the worst parts of town every day, and I'd rather he not get stranded there. I don't understand why he doesn't plan ahead, particularly when he knew we were doing the no-spend challenge this week.
Then, the glass Sun Tea bottle that my mother recently gave me (something from my youth) slipped out of the fridge and it shattered on the floor into a million pieces. Did I mention that the bottle was full? Yeah, glass shards swimming in tea, all over the kitchen. I snatched up the cats and locked them in a bedroom before they could play in it (they thought it looked like fun!).
Still, no spending.
I started a new book last night in an effort to escape -
Another reason I'm crabby - it's August. I always get a sinking feeling in August, even though I don't have to go back to school anymore. I guess it's the knowledge that SNOW will be here any minute. Yeah, it's 100 degrees now, but I still get a little nauseous when August rolls around...summer goes by way too fast here.