#tb: stash the cash.

The following was written in 2010; nothing has been changed. Like what you’ve read? Enjoy my #tb (throwback) blog series as I count down the days until my second book, How to Make Lemonade, is released on December 2nd!

DAY 11: STASH THE CASH

Sunday, May 2, 2010

Day 11 didn’t get off to a great start. I went to bed last night feeling fine, but then woke up from a dead sleep around 4 am. My brain quit doing me any favors, turned on the defrost on the memory bank, and I couldn’t shake this one moment from my head. It was absolute misery. I wanted nothing more than for him to be by my side, tell me he made a mistake, and for everything to be okay again.

But I didn’t falter. I promptly found my breakup bible and was able to get back to sleep without any tears. In the morning, I got up to face a long to-do list of errands and chores. Out of nowhere, I had a breakdown shopping for towels. Awesome.

I don’t want to feel like I’m moving backward simply because I had one bad day. As I’ve said before, I know these moments are bound to happen and I just have to move on and know that tomorrow is something new.

When I sat down to write this, I found some very thoughtful messages in my inbox—timing is everything (once again). One was from a friend in high school, who said she had a dream about being left at a wedding and thought of me, because this would’ve been worse if that’d happened. I am thankful for that message because I needed that reminder! She also said I need to believe there are good guys out there, and I do, I really do. I’m looking for one; I only need one!

I also had a message from a sorority sister, who said she was sad to hear the news, but she knows there is a guy out there who will appreciate me. So to my girlfriends, thank you so much! Your words help me more than you know and it means so much to have this support.

Today’s assignment was to start a “Go to Hell” fund. Basically I was to start a savings account, so if I wanted to go somewhere, quit my job, move away, there are funds to do so. I have had a savings account for a few years now, and I can tell you, it feels so empowering to know that no matter what happens, I’ve got a little cash to keep me afloat.

I’ve learned much about money since I moved away from home. I wasn’t raised learning much about credit cards or saving, so when I got my first credit card, it got me in big trouble. But, I learned my lesson the hard way and am now completely out of credit card debt, and have a growing savings account. I don’t want to be that girl that brings her man down after marriage, ruins his credit, etc. I try my best to be money savvy, making the best decisions with my spending.

I have, and will, never depend on a man to make my finances right, or buy me things I need. I know that financial independence is something I have to keep doing for myself. And I m thankful that I have a good start.

DAY 12: CHANNEL ELLE WOODS

Monday, May 3, 2010 

It’s Monday, which means the start of a brand new work week, a long list of things to get done, and a slew of new tasks ahead of me. I will admit, this weekend was rocky. I had a blast going out with my friends, but there were those moments of loneliness that overtook me a few times—even if it was only for a few minutes, it still sucked.

And it’s going to suck for awhile, I have a feeling.

Through the week, I am fine. I suppose working 40 hours, keeping up with my writing and housework, along with a touch of a social life helps keep my mind on track. But the weekends, those are a bit more difficult. I am plagued with those thoughts—THOSE thoughts that he’s off having rebound sex with a skank and not having a care in the world about me.

Yeah, you read it. I said it (I stole my mama’s credit, I’m cool, I’m hot, sock me in the stomach three more times). I feel we’re at that point when I can share what’s running through my mind at 4:30 am on a Sunday morning.

But hey, my readers and my friends and family are all assuring me that Mr. Right is out there waiting for me, and when he comes along, I’ll know it. I won’t have to wonder if he loves me, or if his family and friends like me, or if he’ll call, because he’s going to be the one. I will be patient for this one.

On a brighter note, let’s get down to the real biz—today’s assignment: wear something pink. Simple enough, right? I was surprised to see on The Frisky’s website that many of the readers were not happy with this assignment. In fact, they were so unhappy with it, they quit! What’s so wrong about wearing pink?

The point of the assignment, is simply to embrace being a woman, and show off your feminine side. I’m okay with this. While I don’t have a slew of pink clothing items in my closet, I do consider myself feminine—I love anything with embellishment, I have a taste for animal print, and only own two pairs of flats (I’m always, always in heels).

So today, I wore a hot pink ruffled tank top to work, paired with a creme cardigan that has ruffled trim (ok, I like some ruffles). I also wore a chain of pearls, and my creme rose ring—that’s pretty girly if you ask me! I like dressing up, I like looking cute—because when you look good, you feel good, and when you feel good, you exude confidence, and everyone loves a confident gal.

Looking Good (LG)=Exude Confidence (HOT)

LG =FG; FG=HOT, therefore LG=HOT

How about that 10th grade math for ya!?

I was feeling way too good for sitting at an old wooden desk all day, so after work, I hit up happy hour and danced on the bar with my phone number taped to my chest.

Just kidding. But I ran a few errands and then went to one of my favorite spots for a coffee and some reading; a nice little Monday!

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