Things are going well.
I was especially lucky that gasoline has been so dang cheap lately – because while I was spending more than $100 to travel to my grandmother’s over the summer, I managed to get there and back for less than 20 bucks.
I told my family of my new lifestyle, how I’d foregone the checkbook and the credit cards in favor of a new cash-only system. How my bank had held debits and counted on me being too lazy to balance my checkbook (guilty) and was charging me hundreds of dollars in NSF fees each month. It was, certainly, a trap.
Fortunately, because I was staying with family, my meals were paid for – except for Thanksgiving night when my brothers and sister-in-law escaped the old folks to see W (which my oldest brother, by the way, said should have been named “Assholes.” I think he was right.)
Anyway, I paid a little more than ten bucks for a cheap Waffle House dinner and the movie and we were on our way.
I was glad I had seven bucks in cash left over before heading back home today, however; because for some reason the gas station I went to didn’t accept my card. So I handed the clerk the seven bucks, decided to forego a soda purchase and went on my way home, listening to FM radio and an audiobook I picked up at the local library.
Audiobooks. That’s totally something I’m gonna have to write about later.
Anyway, I hope you all had or are still having a safe Thanksgiving. I’m still getting over this evil deathplague and am hoping to see a light at the end of the tunnel soon. Muh.