This Little Piggy Went to Market

It has been far too long since I have told you about all the money that I am spending-- money that I should not be spending. I think its been 11 days. A lot can happen in 11 days. I am not going to lie, I honestly haven't wanted to write another post-- I don't really want to write one now-- because I haven't been good. And, I hate it when I don't stick to my own guns... I want the GOLD stars damnit! Mrrrr.

So, let's see where to start. Saturday, July 30th I had the bright idea that I did not need to take a purse downtown-- the plan was to go dancing and I HATE carrying a purse or HEHNETHING when i'm dancing. You just can't be free when you have things in your hands (this is also why I prefer shots to drinks-- drinks just get in the effing way). Anyways, I decided that instead of taking a purse or a wristlet I would just hold my credit card in my hand. YEA. I was obviously a wee bit intoxicated when I made this decision.

Next thing I know I am outside EOS with my friend Ashley with no credit card. I have no idea where it is. I start feverishly blowing on my hand, I think that I have become a magician and that I can make my card magically reappear.  No matter how hard I blow, no card. 

Sunday I wake up... I see a jack in the box wrapper on the floor. FUCK. Well, obviously I found cash somewhere last night. I stretch my hand toward my nightstand... eh... eh... (comeon can't I reach my freaking phone without having to get out of bed?). UHHH... got it. I hit speed dial. "This is John with Wells Fargo, how can I help you?" (Yes, I have my bank on speed dial).

I open my mouth "Mumble Mumble card... mumble mumble lost... Mumble merrrr."

John: Ok, we can cancel your old card and get you a new card. Would you like us to expedite that for $16?

Me: Mumble yes... I'm going to Vegas in two days.

John: (so judging me right now)

Two days later. Still no credit card. FUCK IT. I'll just go to Vegas with my debit card- hey, I'll do less damage that way, right?

Heh. Maybe... so the whole idea for Vegas round two happened out of the blue. My room mate and I work together, we got our schedules, we had the same days off (this NEVER happens) and we said "Dude, Vegas" (obviously). The plan was to work Tuesday till 3:30pm, drive straight from work to Vegas get there by 11pm and then party, party, party. Perfect plan.

We found a good rate for a hotel, so that was pretty much the only thing we would have to spend money on-- that and gas. But then, Tuesday morning my boss asked me to go down to HR with him... they offered me a promotion. So, now not only was I going to Vegas (a celebration in and of itself), I was also celebrating a promotion. Of course, now I had the mindset that hey, I could spend a little more money, after all I would be making more, right? Right.

Sigh. So, I spent some money in Vegas-- I wanted to buy new work clothes (I was totally investing in my future!) I am not super proud of myself, but, I am still up from where I started. I think I have $1,300 in savings now-- as opposed to the what, $748.49 that I started with on June 11. Still a long way to go, but I'll get there someday. If I stop going to Vegas every other week.

I will. No more Vegas... for awhile.

xoxo. Jildo