...or so the song goes. I think that's a load of crap. For example: a home. I think having a home, a place to keep your things, to sleep and get away from the world is pretty important...however if you want to keep this sort of luxury you need money to pay for it. Our house, even though we have maybe the sweetest deal in Denton, is still too expensive for us. We never got enough money to pay rent last month and still don't have it to pay for this month. Lucky for us the landlord is a little absent-minded and probably won't kick us out right away.
Food: Food, in my opinion, is one of the best things in life. I love nothing more than a really well-prepared meal. However, once again, unless you happen to own a large amount of land which you farm regularly, this cost money. (of course the farm would probably cost money as well in terms of taxes, overhead, current market value, labor, seed, etc... so I guess that's not a good example). We've been digging into our very meager food storage for the last month as well. Now we have Patrick's new "apprentice" living with us and eating his weight in food. For instance: we bought two gallons of milk on Monday when Patrick went to pick him up. We still had a little bit left from the previous gallons too....now we are out of milk again a mere five days later. This guy drinks it with every meal, even though I think it's pretty obvious that the rest of us are trying to conserve our resources by drinking water. When I was growing up, milk was a luxury not to be wasted with drinking. We could have milk with our cereal in the morning and that was it. It was too expensive to let a family of seven each have a glass at dinner (although I seem to remember mom getting some), and if we were caught sneaking a glass during the day we were punished. (Well until half of us moved out and my littlest brother decided it was a good idea to start drinking nearly liter size glasses of milk in the middle of the day and then leave the still half-full glass lying around going to waste...and he never got in trouble either! Spoiled brat). Anyway, so I guess what I'm trying to say is that we're dirt poor and the situation doesn't seem to be improving with time. We still owe $800+ worth of bills from last month and can't even begin to think about paying this months. Unfortunately we have to come up with at least $350 for my insurance asap or they'll drop me....and you don't even want me to go into the nightmare that is trying to get insurance with no job, a pre-existing condition, and a baby on the way. I'm trying to get a job, but I still haven't started on my practicum yet (which is a whole other story) so I don't know what my schedule will be for the next month or so. This makes it a little difficult to get a job when you aren't sure when you'll be able to work. *sigh* So, money sucks. The best things in life may be free, but you can leave them to the birds and bees....I WANT MONEY!!!
Saturday, July 02, 2005
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That sucks, sister. Why the heck is the apprentice living with you and eating your food?!? When I lived on my own, I always had juice in my fridge, and I only drink 100% juice, usually of a cran variety, and that's expensive, but it would last me over a week. But I had a friend who would come over regularly, and beeline for the fridge and pour a HUGE glass of juice. And he would drink it and have another! It seriously ticked me off. I'm the opposite on milk, though. My parents always viewed it as a neccessity, and an inexpensive way to meet nutritional and comfort needs, so we always had plenty. It's just recently that she's started to get chincy cause the prices have gone up. I hate to harp on it, but I still think you should check into medicaid.
but medicaid isn't insurance and we'd still have to pay for that 'cuz if you go uninsured no one will cover you. Yeah, we never got juice. When I was really little, we only got powdered milk too, so eventually getting real milk was a luxury. The guy's living with us cuz Patrick isn't paying him for his labor.
I know how you feel. I'm jobless and in the poor house too right now. And i'm the same way kinda. I drink alot of milk. Not two gallons in a week though. Sheesh, tell that guy to buy a cow.
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