New Year New Me, the journey continues.........

thrifty_fifty

Ok brace yourselves people, here comes the grinchy thrifty. Pals of OH getting married, girls are all very clicqy (ok don't know how to spell it, but you know what I mean), a few years younger, completely not on the same wavelength. Got an imminent birthday party for one of them to go to, wedding with overnight hotel stay, and a hen night. Got told tonight that think i am on the list. Do you know what? I couldn't care less if I wasn't, they are not people I choose to spend my time with, only do it for the sake of OH. I'll be sharing a room with these girls at the hotel and OH will be sharing with the boys. Great, I get to sleep on the sofa, and we are splitting the cost of the room between us. As you can tell I'm not at all enthusiastic, and even less so about the amount of money it will cost. Grumble, grumble. Please let me have an assignment or several due on these occasions. Or I may have a very pressing, washing my hair appointment.

thrifty_fifty

Ok, so I'm wide awake at crazy o'clock because for the first evening in the last three weeks I didn't have one of my herbal sleep pills. So thought I, let's do something useful with the time. Well for a start, after that little outburst last night, I decided to be an adult about it, and told OH exactly how I felt. He completely understood. After all, who is forcing me to go? Me. If I don't want to go, I'll just tell them so. What's the worst that could happen? They will have a !!!!! about me. I'll live. So there we are. I'm a thirty year old woman, not a child of 5. If I don't want to do something, I don't have to.

There. Done.

moo2moo

Hello fellow mutilated person! I too was attacked by a GP wielding a can of freezer spray at the end of last week and am now at the stage where the moles are starting to peel off but catching on everything and then bleeding uncontollably for ages. Tis most attractive.

Fab news that you can say bollox to it, thats not something I want to do and even better news that the new you is so over the old you. My dad still has a loft full of my things neatly packaged up when he moved house while I was at uni. Will at some stage have to sort through them but am fairly sure I would only unearth several dozen money boxes and a whole lot of dusty school books.

thrifty_fifty

Morning.

Eek. Just had an email from the OU to say I have until 2014 to claim my MSC as they are withdrawing it. I will finish in November 2013, barring no fails. Just hope that I have a job to pay for it all. If I don't then it looks like goodbye masters.

Just seems such a shame that Education has to be affected. I love learning, it's a wonderful thing, and a lovely world to slip into, away from work.

thrifty_fifty

Ok. SO after mulling over the OU thing, I've decided that I'm going to change back to Development management. Although the research methods would have been useful career wise, I wasn't interested in the psychology module I'd have to take, and the pressure to pass would be immense. So. I'm changing that this morning, because I figure that if I'm interested in the subject then at least I stand a chance of passing it, also the training that I would have to pay for, I notice there are training sessions for new researchers on this provided at the university's anyway, so why pay?

So today too I'm looking at jobs in London. More money, more opportunities, and more to the point, I need change. Bring it on!!!

thrifty_fifty

Phew! So that's another week over with, and we're almost nearing the end of January.

So a quick update for this week:

Mole number two seems to be in the pipeline for leaving me sometime next week, mole one needs some coaxing. Who knew that having your moles frozen could spark such interest? Seriously I have been checking them in my compact each morning. This did result in me ruining an eyeshadow, as I tipped the compact upside down and it smashed all over the bathroom floor.

Got a little too over excited at the prospect of getting a 1kg bag of sprouts for 25p, and half a swede for 29p. If I'd had room in my freezer, they would have gone in. Sprout curry anyone? Hmmmm. OH made a rather interesting comment that it would be perfect for someone who had close to little money for dinner that night. Erm hello! Did we suddenly become loaded without me realising it?

Also downgraded a product and reduced lady items to cheap superdrug saver ones. A girl can't resist downgrading for a cheap item. This MSE virus is a funny thing. Also cut out bubble bath because I was feeling to miserly to part with 99p, and also left behind handwash, in favour of taking the one from downstairs first, and using that to replace the one upstairs. Do you know, I think I was really naive thinking I could get handwash for 49p, I thought some supermarket somewhere might do one. Alas, no. Not sure if any of you guys do this, but I go out with a price in my mind that I am going to try and get things for, and if I can't find it for that price, I don't get it. There's something wrong with me, no seriously there is!!!

Was rather miffed that a friend of OH 'decided' that we were getting vouchers for some friends that are leaving town next week, went out and got them, and then promptly texted everyone asking for a bank transfer of £5 each. I may be seeming unreasonable here, and OH certainly thought I was, but I don't like being railroaded into things like that, for a start off we are a couple, with one pot of money, being asked to contribute seperately really annoyed me, but the thing that annoyed me most was that it was decided we were getting a group present, it was decided how much we were contributing. For the £10 that we are paying, I could have used that money to buy/create a far more personal gift, and more to the point I wasn't given the choice. I don't need to be organised, I can make my own plans thank-you very much, and more to the point, it was money I don't have. Anyway that is probably me being an old stick, and resenting the fact that this person rounds the group up like sheep and dictates their plans to them, and OH is perfectly willing to accept it. Friend is female by the way. Grrrrrr.

And finally have been rather miffed at the amount of rude people there are. 2 driving offences yesterday, where people zoomed down the bus lane, and undertook me nearly taking the front of my car off in the process. And no, sticking your nose in the air and not acknowledging the sound of my blaring horn, does not mean that I cannot see you. Gits!!!
Also when browsing in my local branch of Clarks yesterday (well is was 70% off), I was astounded by a woman who reached right across me, so that I couldn't pick up the item I was reaching for, and carried on her conversation with her friend, as if I was invisible. Well I have to say that after a week of various on foot and in car offences, for the first time in my life I opened my mouth apologised for having 'apparently' being in her way, and reminded her of some basic manners that are usually firmly understood from the age of 5 onwards. It is to this end that I am abandoning the high street, because I am sick and tired of grabby, selfish, pushy people.

you know it always amazes me, how the old survival instinct seems to kick in with people, except they seem to set it to the wrong purpose. I use the following scenario as an example:'Eeek, there's going to be a bread shortage, I never eat bread, I don't even know if I like it, but the thought of not being able to buy it, should the impulse take me, means that today I am buying my three loaf allowance, and turning it into a family affair and getting all my family members to queue seperately with three loaves each'. Crazy!

Seriously, I used to do this at my car boot sales. No-one looking at my stall? Get round the front of it and start arranging things, and people think you are a customer, spying something that they need to get their hands on. Guaranteed, a flock of 5 people round your stall in an instant. If you're booting, try it and see. Hmmm maybe should have done that psychology course afterall.

My point is, that is the same instinct which gets people locked into ill behaviour. The woman in the shop wasn't prepared to wait for me to finish picking up my item, even though I was there way before she entered the shop, she wanted that shoe that I was in the way of, and that's all she could focus on. The woman who cut me up, was prepared to smash the front of my car in, and hers in the process, to win the race and push in front of everyone else, because it is a race in your car in the morning isn't it? Quick, quick, I've got to get to work before all of you. Oh wait, hang on a second, fine. I'm not so desperate to get there, that I'm willing to kill myself. Madness I tell you.

Anyway, rant and update over.

Cheerio.

thrifty_fifty

Excuse the post tonight, and skip on if you wish. This is more of a dear diary entry than anything else.

Once in a while I get really down, like I was a few years ago when all the rubbish was going on. I wouldn't even go so far as down really, maybe it is the minds way of coping, but at that time I felt nothingness and was literally just existing. I'm afraid tonight is one of those nights. Nothing particularly bad has happened, just feeling sorry for myself really I guess.

Maybe just need a spot of sunshine or something, just seems that the days are going by and it's just another day and counting the pennies and trying to be hopeful that there is light at the end of the tunnel. I know there is and I'll snap out of it and be back to my chirpy self, but right now quite frankly I'm a bit fed up.

I'd like to just have one day where the following don't cross my mind once, let alone several times a day.

What can I try not to spend money on this month
relief if there are no birthdays to by gifts for
Praying that no unexpected expenses come, which reminds me that I should have savings put away
Oh god, its back to work tomorrow, but at least I have a job, but for how long?

I can't remember the last time I all I had to think about was, what is for dinner tonight?
What a lovely day
What plans do we have this weekend?
Only so many weeks until we go on holiday.
Not feeling guilty for buying a £2.99 DVD

It has been years, literally years!!!!! Where did all the fun go?

Now it's all about rush hour traffic, not getting crapped on by your boss, keeping a job, getting a better one so you can actually contemplate trying to put a deposit down on a house, and just basically surviving day to day.

Forgive the winge, I'll snap out of it soon, just had to get that off my chest.

PS one downside to getting books out of the library. Sometimes heavy smokers borrow them, and you need a peg on your nose just to be able to turn the pages.

Ok, last winge.

Over and out.

Might pop bridget jones diary on, or see if there's some kind of comedy show on tv

moo2moo

Aw theres always fun things to look forward to. Take today for instance I picked off the dried up sticky out crusty thing that was formerly my mole only to discover a much smaller one under the scab. Rather excited by this discovery I then unearthed the second one to discover an angry looking red one. Think the third one fell off voluntarily. At least now the itching isn't driving me demented.

Theres always something positive to every day no matter what. You just need to want to see it.

ps. Hows the balloon modelling going? Have you sworn at it yet?

thrifty_fifty

Thanks Moo.

Feeling a bit better today.

Mole progress M2 is slightly smaller but red and M1 still with scab, so a second zapping will be required I think.

Had a go with the balloons. I have to say I think you need some serious guessing skills to work out the instructions. So far I've made two misc shapes, both of which I tried to convince OH that they were intended to be the shapes they came out as, and that I hadn't made shapes and then decided what I thought they looked like. Much fun though.

So today is going to be more positive I've decided, getting back to the diary and planning. Yay!

thrifty_fifty

Payday today so that was good. Took a good long look at it, and then paid pretty much all of it out. Good to see on my Barclaycard statement that estimated interest for next month is £10, it's been a long time since I've seen anything that good.

I've been a bit blue today, know that I sound whiney, I don't even know why I'm doing it, just keep flitting between being panicky and then completely fed up. Most of the time I'm really positive about clearing another bit of debt and onwards and upwards it is, but just once in a while I get sick of the struggle, I can't wait for this journey to end, I'm worn out and tired. Literally emotionally drained. I know I need to pull my socks up and get on, but I'm struggling at the mo. I just want to pull the duvet over my head and hide. Alas, I'll keep plugging on, and the mood will lift shortly. For now though I'm sticking with herbal quiet life to send me to sleep at night, and keep me dopey enough not to be panic stricken during the day.

I know the above is a right old tale of woe. Bear with me, the gloom will lift shortly and I'll be fine again.

Night, night.