Ever have one of those weeks where the money just beats a path out your door?
I actually have very careful plans for the money to make its way, under my control, into various repairs and upgrades. Yes, one must save for the new roof, but replacing the 50 year old piece of junk NOT an antique couch would be nice too. I have some great, fun projects on that list– I desperately need a new front door. Bet you didn’t know that a door can break, did you? Mine is a beautiful, ancient thing with a large piece of beveled glass.
That slipped out of its mooring and can’t be either replaced or fixed, at least by anyone that I can afford. I’m terrified to try it myself, because the piece of glass is huge and heavy. So I really need a new door, and while I’m at it I’d like to just rehab the whole foyer, which is an ugly mess (very bad chi for your entryway to be an ugly mess, and I really don’t need any more bad energy right now).
I’d love a dining room rug.
I always promised myself that once the food-dropping, mud-shoeing kids were gone, we’d get a nice dining room rug.
I am very very good at stretching a dollar, and at saving for things like this, even on a meager income.
And then the gas company discovers that your stove is improperly installed and disconnects it.
And then they discover that the switch on the water heater is broken so they disconnect that too. And your daughter, who is living upstairs, makes a strong case that water pressure would be nice.
Ten minutes after the plumber leaves, the outside water line springs a leak, and then you make it worse trying to fix it yourself so you don’t have to pay a plumber.
Looks like the couch is going to be here a little longer.