It's been one week since I started my budget... and although there's been uhmm ah lets call it "flexible math." I'm still considering myself on budget!
You see, I received a belated birthday gift this week. Totally unexpected and totally not budgeted! Hurray... so I used it to buy my sister's birthday present ($82), A stocking stuffer for the PBF's mom ($10), and a little hostess gift for our next visit to the PBF's parents house (whenever that will be) $4. I also bought myself a travel monogram coffee mug ($11), new dress $16, some new shoes $16, and some hosiery $7. I haven't gone crazy by any means, but I certainly did not stay within my planned budget of $50 towards gifts, and of course no clothes shopping!
I may be addicted to shopping, it felt great to browse for good deals for my sister, and for great deals for myself. Now of course I feel guilty, I set all these budget goals, and could have used the excess to save for school, but instead I spent it... Eeek! Then again, it was a birthday gift, and not budgeted so I probably shouldn't feel bad for enjoying how I spent it!
On to another crisis... while on the afore mentioned shopping excursion I had a dressing room breakdown. You know the one, where that horrible lighting managers to highlight every extra inch of you, and draws immediate attention to the cellulite (seriously, on my calves?) and stretch marks (seriously, on my hip bone?) you didn't know you had. Typically I call my friend Gretchen in those moments, but she is recovering from a serious break up and somehow crying over disliking my figure seemed a little self centered when faced with her very real pain.
So here I am, six weeks and 2 days away from vacationing with the preppy family. Laying on the beach, in all my glorious cellulite self... Aaak! Figure intervention seriously needed readers... I have a membership to a great gym that I hardly use- anyone have any tips on how to get out of bed at 5 AM to make it to the gym? I usually like to go afterwork, but the PBF hates how that cuts into our 'family' time. since I like to be in bed by 10:30, and the class I like at the gym doesn't end until 7... then I don't get home and out of the shower until almost 8, leaving a measly 2.5 hours of 'family' time before I'm off to bed again. I'm thinking if I can get up way before the sun and start my day off with a workout, maybe then it'll be manageable?