100,001
My car broke 100K miles this week. When I got home Wednesday night, the odometer read exactly 100,001 miles. It's already up around 100,325 thanks to a couple working days in Valencia, but hey... who's counting now. I think I've officially gotten my money's worth, regardless of what my boss says about my economy-sized auto.
In other news... holy crap, money sucks. M and I are trying to sort out who pays for what when he leaves the ranks of the gainfully employed on Thursday. That, combined with an unhealthfully large portion of wedding-related tasks, leads directly into the maw of anxiety/panic attacks. Fun times.
I'm sure we'll get it all sorted out, but putting a plausible plan together that doesn't make anyone cranky is... well, it isn't easy.
1 comment:
Woo, congrats on making the 100K Club. I'm right behind you, with 99-some on mine.
As to the other, my sympathies on that. I am completely confident, however, that you two will work it out and be all the more solid for it.
love you!
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