Good morning, Sinners.

Tuesday, July 01, 2008

July already?

When we're kids, time moves so slowly. We have so few experiences, I guess, that our brains have to drink in every detail.

Now, nearing six months on my new job, I find that time moves fast-fast-fast. So fast, in fact, that it's July somehow. Already. It kind of snuck up on me.

It's not that I haven't been doing anything -- just not much of anything. I get up, I go to work (which is either engaging or boring) and then I come home. Sometimes I see my friends. Sometimes I watch TV. Sometimes I parody "Bull Durham."

There have certainly been a few slow moments. The wife and I have had way too many talks about money, which are frustrating. The thing with money is that we don't have enough of it, it seems, and have no idea on how to make more. The only thing we can do is use less of it, but we're not terribly good at that. Or, more accurately, I'm not terribly good at that.

We've put the car discussion on hold. I think we're going for the next Prius, scheduled for release in about a year, so the old Camry will have to sputter on a little longer. I'm hoping that by then we'll have paid down most of our credit card debt and built up a decent little down payment. And this isn't just wishing and dreaming -- we're actually doing these things, but they sort of factor into that "not enough money" dilemma.

So here's what I'm thinking -- before the summer gets away from us, how about we hang out? I know some of you live far away and are very busy, so don't worry about it, but if you're local or plan to get local for a little while, let us be the kind of friends that sit awkwardly in the same room, possibly eating hot dogs.

3 comments:

Wayland Cornforth said...

You and I already are the kind of friends who sit awkwardly in the same room, often eating hot dogs.

Dr. Pants said...

Yes, but wouldn't like more awkwardness with the promise of hamburgers or possibly bratwurst?

Funky said...

How did you know I was thinking of serving hot dogs?