Out There On Saturday

Saturday Morning

Ya gotta love Saturday mornings! Sweet, Silent, and hopeful. I have
a list of things to do, but for now not a sole is awake, and being productive is far from my mind. Coffee is the only thing for me now. As simple as that.

I've just started this blog. Seems fun. Time will tell. A little bit of putting ideas and goals on paper making them come to life. I'm sure I read that a million times before. Maybe it will work.

Today will be remodeling the house. A 5 bedroom 60 plus year old house. Sounds nice, but in reality it a cookie cutter house from the early 1950s. Definitely not in vogue, and I'm too cheap to make it so. Not a high end neighborhood, but it is quiet, peaceful, and a large yard that a gardener (I'm not) could make something out of. Small yards, like microcosms are more my style. The day will require at least 2 trips to Home Depot, I'm sure. We refer to it as Home De Pot, and I bet we're not the only ones who do.

The peas need trellising too. This, too, will require a trip to Home De Pot. Did I mention I do not have stock in this entity? Maybe I should.

In my mind, throughout the day, will be my ever forming financial plan. Basically, I know that I do not have enough money for the current plan. I work part time, 2 days a week, as a Registered nurse in a recovery room setting. Love my co-workers who are all as different as night and day. Diversity has been my preference since spending 15 years living in Hawaii. Love that place. Its just too far away from family and travel opportunities. I have the option of picking up extra shifts at the hospital for more money per hour. We call these premium shifts that maximize my hourly rate. Nursing is a very flexible profession. Very nice when raising children.

But, I wander. Nothing new there. My finances are on track, so to speak, with the exception of my day-to-day activities. Yep, that 401K is being added to, my saving for a car, RV, or whatever is in the future are being added to monthly, my 2 mortgages, one for the house we live in and one for our land in Oregon on the coast, are being paid every other week in turn, but I have very little allotted to things like groceries and the ever rising gas prices. And as I write this, I see that if I decrease the amount of savings (that's just not in me) I could have more to live on. Yes, I can see that, but I refuse to do it. My Dad would approve. He's the same way. No, I don't think I'm doing the "please Daddy" thing. I doubt he even knows I do this. We don't talk finances much even though he is a very successful business person. I think the last piece of advice he gave me was, "Don't look back". That's a very good philosophy especially after you have had three wives, but do think its good advice.

So, my only solution is to enjoy being very broke on a day-to-day basis. I have not done this. I think my dissatisfaction comes from looking at other people, seeing the new cars and new toys they have, and only then feeling let down. Not very smart, I know. Comparison will only get me into trouble. I'll think on that today, as I do the errand and chore thing. Maybe something good will come of that thought for the day.

Lynda