Life has been crazy busy in the very best way since we moved. I no longer feel like a stranger in my own home. This is our home. NOBODY else. And it's brought my stress level down immensely. No more roommate crap that I hate. Amazing. Since we moved so much closer to all of our friends, we're finding ourselves quite busy! As we were pretty far removed from everybody for the past two years we mostly just came home, hung out a little, dealt with roommate bullshit and went to bed. We really didn't have much fun. Now, we're seeing friends constantly, and we're seeing each other more too. A LOT more. And it's nothing short of perfect. I could not be happier! Despite the fact that having friends close by means spending more money. But we're going to keep it in check in June.
I managed to come down with a stomach bug (or food poisoning?) last weekend (which by the way, ruined my long weekend) and I got SO dehydrated that I'm surprised I didn't end up in the hospital. Dead serious. I'm not even back to normal yet, but I'd say I'm at 95%. Just a pesky headache from dehydration that will not go away no matter how much water I chug. So that's taken the wind out of my sails.
Financially speaking, things are interesting. I kept NO record of anything in May. Yes, stupid, but honestly, I'd probably rather not know where my money went. This month is the beginning of being obsessive about money once again. It's definitely tight with paying rent. But we have enough, plus a little extra and as long as I'm very diligent, things will be fine. Sadly, I have my car registration payment next month, but it's ALSO an extra paycheck month. My credit card bill is pretty high (like 800 dollars, EEK!!!), but that will be paid off next month at the latest. I hate that I let it get so out of control. It nauseates me quite a bit, actually.
In other news, I had a family member ask me to borrow quite a large sum of money yesterday. I'm still wrapping my head around the situation. I immediately felt sick when I read the email. It's a person who I would give the money to, if I had it. But I don't. I really don't. And I'm feeling a lot of humiliation because I don't. And this person thinks that I do. And really, I SHOULD since I've been living rent free (close to it anyway) for two years. And I would if I didn't pay my car off. Part of me still really regrets paying it off. Is that messed up? So… now I get the joyous task of writing back a "no" email, and dealing with the humiliation that comes with that. Ugh.