You would think that, after a two week absence on the blog, I’d have some wild and crazy tale of where I’ve been.  And I do! Oh how I do! Except, well, I don’t.

I don’t have any fancy excuses or tales of adventure.  My life is pretty boring.  So where have I been?

I spent the majority of the last two weeks working.  I worked like crazy.  Our finances this summer have been, for the most part, a clusterfrak of “we owe how much on that card?” and “wait, what’s overdrawn?” and “oh holy sh*t, how is the rent due in four days? Isn’t it still the sixth?”  I’ve been working like crazy fora couple of months now trying to keep up and it all came to a head during the last couple of weeks of July.  I won’t lie to you: it was pretty craptastic.  It felt (and still does but to a lesser extent) like every single conversation Will and I had was about money and our lack of it and why it was being spent on frivolities like food.

The good news is that now all of our bank accounts and credit cards are on track. I intend to keep them that way.  I did, after all, work fourteen hour days (also known as 20-30 page days) for weeks to get them there.

This past weekend Will had his annual WoWapalooza over in Bend with his friends from the game and I? Well, I worked on Friday and then I crashed.  I crashed hard core.  I rented half a dozen crappy chick flicks and spent all of Friday night, Saturday and most of Sunday lying on the couch and watching them.  I’m pretty sure my IQ probably dropped by a few points but it felt so good to just relax.

So now it is back to normal. I hope.  See you tomorrow!