Oh Lord, It Is Still Only Thursday?

It has been a heck of a week.

I am still not well, sweating my way through my nights and coughing my way through my days. The antibiotics do not seem to be helping and I just feel rough. Plus as I am too tight to buy balm enriched tissues, the loo roll I have been using is making my nose so sore and red that soon santa will be shoving some antlers on me and getting me to pull his sledge.

I have been in work everyday, but I am longing for the weekend and a lie in.

After feeling ill and then the car breaking down, I just feel this week is never ending.

I am off to see the Parentals this evening who have just returned from 2 weeks at their villa in Spain. They missed the snow and returned just before the big thaw. Jammy old sods!

I just miss them dreadfully whilst they are away, so have been really glad to know they have returned. Mum is cooking my favourite a proper roast chicken with all the trimmings Cannot wait, thanks Mummy!

Today was PAY DAY, is it me but has it been a millennia since we all last got our salaries?

Another few days and I would have been boiling up an old leather handbag for dinner. So tomorrow evening I plan to run riot at Tescos.

However, as soon as I got it, it just went. I worked out 77% of my salary will be allocated / spent today. I have paid all the bills I need to pay (a lot were final bills from the flat utilities, telephone etc) and withdrawn £500 to cover food and petrol for the month.. I also paid a friend for a ticket to see Spamalot in March. That was the only thing I paid for which was for fun. £38.20.  I don’t think I can start tackling the overdraft just yet.

Life is a bit of a slog at the moment.

I am still getting used to the whole living together “thing” if honest, I miss the organisation of my flat and feel very much like I am camping or that feeling you get on holiday where everything is being fished out of a case wrinkled or lost all together.

I need to get it all sorted, as currently I keep finding a pussy cat mixed in with the dirty laundry here at Southfork.

As Southfork is a work in progress there is something that needs to be done every weekend. This Saturday I believe my day has been ear marked as “taking the cardboard from the kitchen units to the tip and helping TC get rid of the radiators in the garage” kind of day… What fun! (cheerful face!)

Post my rather frightening situation on Tuesday evening with the HGV Driver, I did first thing Wednesday morning contact the firm involved, detailing what happened. They got back by lunchtime and stated they had checked their fleet records and contracted drivers and it was no record of this truck on their system.

They put forward the possibility it was a foreign truck or independent in their field.

They agreed the behaviour was unacceptable and unprofessional and suggested I contact the local authorities.

I cannot see any point pursuing this now. I am not a case on Crimewatch, so am just chalking it to experience.

A bit flat today as you can probably guess. Looking forward to seeing my mum and dad and then having a big hug with TC.

And if anyone wants to slip me £500 so I can book a sneaky week in the sun, then please don’t feel I will be offended and not offer!!!!    Ha ha ha wouldn’t that be unlikely.!

Frugally yours

Abigail

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Hmmmm...

I have been considering writing this post for a few weeks, and have waited as I thought about its contents.

Rather cryptic am I not?

I talk about The Chap on a regular basis. We were introduced over a year ago by a good friend with whom I attend evening class.

I am very happy with him, and I hope he is happy with me.

One issue that we actually rarely talk about, but I am constantly aware of is money. Namely the discrepancy between our incomes.

I have also mentioned before, that up until recently I was earning a very healthy salary that enabled me to drive a fancy excecutive car and go on long haul holidays every year. The advent of the recession stopped this as most of my spare cash was in commission form.

The Chap’s attitude to cash and mine differ, primarily as he has no debt and has expendable income.

I want to be just like him when I grow up!

I plan for everything and budget my weekly cash allowance. TC has no need to do this.

So I do get very embarrassed at not being able to do things. I cannot afford dinners out very often, and will suggest an alternative if TC suggests a take away for dinner as I know I do not have the money to pay my half or my turn.

I also often have to buy special food when he eats with me as I cannot bear to serve him my frugal fare.

TC is oblivious most of the time for the reason why I say No, as it is not his problem and therefore I do not mention it.  But, I find it tricky as I always insist on paying my way. I have never relied upon anyone else for money and am scrupulous at paying my half of everything.

It brings me to a dilemma, TC has offered to pay off my debt of £562 as he knows how much it bothers me and also I think he gets bored of hearing me discuss it with him.

I am absolutely not letting him do this, but I suppose I sometimes feel I am standing in his way of enjoying of our time together. Why should he be frugal because I have to be?

I believe as a salary earning individual my money is to be spent as I see fit and of course the same is true for TC.

So it causes me some discomfort to see my situation impacting on him.

TC is very a very easy going individual to be in a relationship with. I just wish I could afford to pay my way to visiting fancy restaurants having lovely days out and booking extravagant holidays together.

Money is the primary cause of relationship turmoil and I am determined that with us this will not be the case.

Pay Day tomorrow.

Frugally yours

Abigail

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Now, I need you take a seat dear friend!

Hello and Welcome to my new follower Michelle. Thank you so much for visiting! And, Jan thank you for your kind comments!

I think everyone, you need to sit down.

As, I have some BIG news.....I am not perfect.

I know, who would have guessed? What with my immaculate nails, perfect hair, and smooth legs. (cough! cough!) :o)

I do not know about you chaps, but is anyone else all a tiz after the Easter weekend? I am normally pretty organised, but eveything seems to have gone to pot.

I did not attend my evening class on Tuesday, I forgot to make bread and so far I have forgotten lunch yesterday and today. That means I have had to spend money on something to eat.

So far the running total is £6.80. Remember the good old days when I made £5 last 5 days?

I am not moaning about having had 4 days off or only doing two, 4 day weeks. But it has thrown out my schedule.

• The the flat has not been cleaned
• There is no petrol in the car
• I have no bread
• I forgot to buy milk for the office
• The ironing is doing a good impression of the leaning tower of pisa

All this means more to do of a work evening.

So I am giving myself fair warning, "Do this again Abigail, and you are grounded!"

Oh, did I mention after all that chocolate this weekend, I suspect I am morbidly obese and having a battle of wills with the bathroom scales who currently want to weigh my fat ass Renaissance physique.

I bet Victoria Beckham does not have this problem..sigh

Frugally yours
Abigail
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