I totally wasn't expecting this. A free, relaxing night! Either that, or I'm forgetting something.
This calls for another baked potato dinner... and corona (or grapefruit juice & tanqueray)and popcorn over a movie which I shall select later from Ben's Netflix account, which he so nicely leaves logged in at my place.
I also brought home three big, sturdy boxes from work because... I have decided to move in with Ben. The idea has me rather panicked, but my brain tells me that it will be OK. He's already taken over a few of my nicknacks, or 'trinkets', as he calls them. I call them 'conversation starters'. Or dust-catchers. Or nicknacks. He also took over some picture frames that I've had laying around because I have no shelves or tables to set them on. So tonight, the plan is to start packing up some of my books, although we're not planning to be completely moved in for another 45 days. 45 days! Yikes! omg omg omg. Nerves go away. Xanax, plz.
I don't know what I'm so scared of.
In other news, I get a bonus next Friday. AND a paycheck. My bonus will be nearly three times as big as my regular 2-week paycheck, if not more (I've had an awesome quarter performance-wise). Every penny is going toward the loan. It'll take a huge chunk out of it. The sooner I pay that monster off, the better.
So, the $25 grocery list that I was talking about a couple of weeks ago... didn't work. I went to the grocery store after 3 or 4 Chambord margaritas the day I got home from Iowa, and spent about $160. A good chunk of that went toward alcohol. A big case of Corona Lights, a bottle of vodka, a bottle of tanqueray, and two bottles of wine. And a huge drawerful of leafy green vegetables, which I've been steadily working through all week. They're delicious. As is the Corona.
Next week I'll do better - no need to get groceries this weekend!
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