how we came to be in debt
Posted: February 16, 2010 Filed under: Uncategorized 5 Comments »Because when February gets hardcore, as it is right now, this is what the tabs on my browser start to look like:
Never mind that we have NO money at all. We get crazed and single-minded. We start texting each other mournful, whiny emails about escape. We start emailing each other travel deals. We buy sudden and ill-advised sets of Disney princess figurines at Costco because Beck falls madly in love with them. And then we watch his adorable obsession with the "Princeresses" blossom and we dream, nay, FANTASIZE WILDLY about hustling our adorable tutu princess boy off to Disney BEFORE they start charging us for his admission (ie, August).
I really do like living in NYC. I will never leave. But February. just. sucks.
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WHERE does it not suck??? Oh wait, that’s right, California. Didn’t we used to live there or something?
Yes. I kind of resist admitting this sometimes but Dar Williams is a prophet about February.
February is the worst month. Especially in the NE. I agree with not leaving NYC but the dirge that is the tail end of February into March is awful.
Big points to you for managing it, though. My SAD nearly did me in when I was back east. Now I feel petty for feeling annoyed with the sudden 65 degree weather here.
I hear you. I book a trip we can’t afford every year because I can handle the debt better than I can handle the depression.