Posts Categorized: Money

If I Were A Rich Girl.

I have spent the evening tonight looking over piano keyboards that are a wee bit out of my price range. They’re beautiful. And lovely. And maybe not what I think I want, but I currently have it in my head that – if I got a good keyboard – I’d be able to practice better. (In case you didn’t know, the key to being better is just to practice.) Which somehow led me to look up improv classes (maybe a creativity stream of consciousness?) at Second City, IO, and The Old Town School of Folk Music. Again, I don’t know… I’m not done yet.

The Gamble.

Sad news, friends. I have officially watched all of Parks and Recreation on Netflix. I guess it’s back to the drawing board of online television! Related: I could also go out, and… you know, “do things.” But it seems like a gamble. A year ago, it was suggested that I find and join a Meetup group. So I joined Meetup, but haven’t done anything with it because that would be frightening. And yet I trained for a marathon and ran it, even though that was terrifying. And yesterday I got on the bus and found that I was 7 cents… I’m not done yet.

I found a song I love.

It’s by Damien Rice and it’s called “Volcano.” It reminded me that when I have money again I should spend some of it on music.   BUT I WON’T BECAUSE THAT IS NOT FINANCIALLY RESPONSIBLE, AMANDA. But still. I’ll probably spend to get that song, because I liked it so. P.S. Thank God I get paid tomorrow so that I can watch it disappear rapidly. Have a good night, everyone.

Home Decor Is Expensive.

Just spent $300+ at Target, buying things like bathroom shelves and grill pans. Part of me wants to cry, and the other part is rejoicing. I’m determined to not languish away here, but I am also determined to be better with money. I really want to awaken my creativity… I also am not even sure I know how to use a screwdriver. Wish me luck!

Mo’ Money, Mo’ Problems

The title has little to do with the post, except that I needed something to have “problems” in it, and I don’t make enough money. If I did, I think I’d have – like the song says – mo’ problems. And, although it would be strange and different for me, it’d be a problem that came from me, that I didn’t run myself over to someone’s side to fix. So – how to solve this problem? Make lots of money. Immediately. Some sort of money that no one’s ever heard of, but that is the best kind of money in… I’m not done yet.