Hey Friends!
I realize my blogging is sub par on this old blog. However, I really am working on some fitness goals and I'd love it if you'd check it out.
See ya there!
Hey Friends!
I realize my blogging is sub par on this old blog. However, I really am working on some fitness goals and I'd love it if you'd check it out.
See ya there!
Before getting married, I was maybe a bit of a spender. If you know me well you are already laughing. I can spend money faster than someone who stole a credit card. It's a skill we can discuss at a later time. However, I knew where the line was and I didn't spend over that line.
Once, my work allowed us all to take the Financial Peace classes (Dave Ramsey. If you haven't heard of him stop reading and call me. It's some good shiz my people.) Therefore, I'm not financially stupid. One of my favorite things was having and being an "accountability partner". I would talk to my close friend if I was unsure about a big purchase. If something good happened (paying off a debt, not buying an expensive purse) it was called a "personal victory". We would shout and cheer it to one another all day long, mostly to be dorks, but it was fun and motivational too!
So, blog friends welcome to being an accountability partner!
After getting married, Case and I made some big mistakes. We had separate accounts, but made weird transfers to each others accounts all the time. I literally just ordered a card for our joint account. Which is dumb because 1. It's where the money is and 2. We've been married for over a year. It was complete laziness. On a positive note, I got the picture card so it's absolutely adorbs.
Another big thing we need to start working on is having goals. I have a bad habit: I have the money so let's just buy it. It can be anything from clothes, to a new washer to a down payment on a new vehicle. While that is nice, we don't need to be depleting our savings. We need to be saving up for the big things we want. That's what will give them value. If I have to work for it I'll really want it and I'll take care of it. I need to stop being so impulsive.
Did anyone else feel like money communication was lacking when they first got married? I married an accountant and I still feel that way. We weren't being stupid we just didn't want to hurt the other person's feelings or hold off on purchases. Money should not be a taboo subject. While we don't need to talk dollars and cents, it's helpful for me to know I'm not the only one feeling this way. I love people sharing their ways on pinterest, I love finding new ideas. It's helpful for me! My goal is to one day become a couponer and donate to a charity around me. I like people sharing tips on how they made that happen. It's awesome!
Moral of the story: I may occasionally talk about money. If it makes you feel uncomf, skip to the next post.
Casey and I have two adorable dogs. Before we got married, we each had 1. They complete our family of 4 and I often refer to them as the adorable twins. They are my favorite. They are always happy when I come home and I just love them. Anyways, I just wanted to share their stories over the next day or so.
Once upon a time, I was dating all kinds of bad ideas. I am fairly certain I was more depressed than I was willing to admit. I had just gotten out of a really long bad gig and felt 'meh'. (Haven't we all been there?) I lived about an hour away from my family so I went home to visit on weekends or at least for Sunday dinner.
<it's vital to the story to note that my family lives far far far out into the country. Mother commonly refers to it as "Egypt">
So, on this particular weekend we were staining an old door outside (every crafter knows it's an outside project). This dog kept wandering near us. He was calm and just had that look in his eyes. You know the one. I asked my mom who's dog it was. He was so sweet and country dogs wander. No big deal. My mom didn't know. But after some haggling and "your dad will kill you" we gave him food. I sat and petted my new pal for quite some time. I felt attached. I just knew this fella was in my life for a reason.
My dad came home and let us know he was a stray. He knew because he saw the dog being dropped off out out out in the far away lands of pasture and range. {Folk have been known to bring animals they don't want and just leave them. Please come back to this post when you stop crying over that}
I took it upon myself to name him "Alfonzo" and he started to hang with the neighborhood gang. Yes, all the dogs are besties. He was everyone's dog. He sort of meandered and hung out. I was happy. My friend had food and lots of love.
Then...
Dun dun dun...
He was gone! So was our neighbors yellow lab. Off to the pound they went. Naughty dogs. So, little Madison diligently called the pound. The pound stated that Alfonzo was chipped and his name was "...okay I won't tell you. In case his first owners ever see this and feel bad about their crime to my pal". The pound called those first owners and they said they sold him to a family in the country, but they couldn't remember their name..shady. So, my new friend, Alfonzo was going to be put down in 24 hours unless someone adopted him from the pound.
I cried. I lived an hour away and couldn't have a pet. One of my parents neighbors would surely adopt him, right? There was some reluctance because it was expensive and some already had dogs. I called my dad. I called my mom. I cried. Madison cried. If I paid to adopt Alfonzo, Madison and our sweet neighbors would go pick him up.
Alfonzo lived at my parents for about a year. Then I moved home and got married. Finally, Alfie came to live with us! He is my very favorite in this whole world. Sometimes he gets into some crazy shenanigans, but hey he learned that from his mama (obviously that's me). He is a very picky eater. He only likes certain people foods. :) He loves going for walks, especially with Case because he goes faster. And when he gets excited he wags his tail like crazy. His other nicknames are: Relly Belly, Thunder, and Thunderbutt (that tail could kill a ho) oh, and sometimes he sits on the couch. It's absolutely precious. Casey gets mad. It is against the rules and he IS getting better at not disobeying.
We love him and he definitely completes our little family.