Meh.

The person that was stalking all my online stuff isn't doing so anymore, and it makes me feel better to blog, so here I am again.

I move into my new place in three days. I had to switch insurance agents to get renter's insurance and jump through hoops to get my electricity switched over, but it's done now. I'm broke. I wasn't accounting for all the down payments for everything, and I only made 1,000 dollars last month at Ihop. If I can just make it through the next two weeks I'll get my first paycheck from my new job and my last paycheck from my old one.

Speaking of new jobs: I got hired as a salesperson at Randy Marion. I don't know if this is a good thing or bad thing, but I'm pretty good at selling things and I have the opportunity to make a lot of money. Or not. "You get out what you put in." Said the guy that hired me. So if I sell no cars, I make no money. O yay.

I can't wait for things to get better. I'm so stressed out about money that I'm considering backing out of my apartment all together. I know that two weeks from now I'll be in good shape, but what about until then? I have NO left over money. At all. I had 200 dollars extra aside from my rent, and I had to spend that yesterday to get insurance. How am I going to eat in the next two weeks? How am I going to get anywhere with no gas? Is this worth it? I hope so. I'm exaggerating a little bit, I'll probably be staying here until sometime next week because no one will be able to help me move, but that just covers food. Gas is an issue. Serious one. I'm so screwed. Maybe I'm over reacting. I don't know.

On the upside, in two weeks I'll be more than OK in the money department. O yay.

Even though I am super stressed out about it, I am also really excited about my apartment. I can't wait to get in there, put up curtains, place my furniture, put up my porch swing, and have a place that is all me. No room mates. Just me. Also the weight room is 24 hour access. Since I'll be too poor to do anything else for a little while, I plan to spend a lot of time in that room.

I'm not going to get cable or internet until I have things budgeted out and I know what I can and can't afford. So it's also a good thing that there is a 24 hour business center with internet at my apartment too. Maybe I'll waste less time online because I'll have to walk down there. I'll definitely be in bed earlier.

I am paying my car/renter's insurance quarterly, so I don't have to pay anything on that again until November 11th. That makes me happy.

I'm as serious as a heart attack when I say that in two weeks I will be more than ok on money. I don't want to lose my apartment all together just because I'm going to have a tough two weeks. Here I am weighing out the pros and cons, Should I get my apartment and be broke and miserable and worried for two weeks, or should I lose my apartment (which is something that makes me happy and proud of myself) and stay here but have two weeks of financial peace? I think it is worth it to move. If I can just find like 15 dollars for gas for the next two weeks I will be ok. (Which I might find, I find money all the time)

I should stop freaking out. I am such a Stressed-out Sally! Of course I'm going to move into my apartment. I have already paid my first three months of insurance. My electricity goes into my name on tuesday. I have the furniture for it in storage. If worse comes to worse, I'll take back my bathroom shelf and then buy it again in two weeks. I just need to calm down. Calm down. Calm down....1...2....3....4....5....6...7.....8.....9...10. I do feel a little better. Sometimes all it takes is a little reasoning with myself. Am I going crazy?