August 28, 2000 -- 9:00 PM
EST
If you got a note from me via my
guestbook and it looked all crazy, I apologize! Apparently
HTMLGear's e-mail dealie
from the guestgear function is a little bizarre and smooshes things together.
Ugh. I already sent them a heads up about it so they can fix it!
I was doing the dishes when I
heard Paul arguing with the bathroom scale in the bathroom.
"No way! I don't believe you!
You do NOT say that!"
It made me giggle because it's so
strange to hear something like that coming out of him. I stopped washing dishes
and turned off the water so I could listen in better and I heard him get on and
get off the scale a few times.
"I can't believe it! It's
just not true!"
A few moments later, he comes into
the kitchen with this stunned look on his face.
"What's wrong?"
"Nothing, just kind of
shocked."
"How come?"
"I weigh 165.5 lbs
today."
"Really? Wow!
Congratulations!"
"I have never weighed 165 in
my whole life!"
"You are just 10 lbs from
your first target weight goal! Wow!"
"I know! It feels so
odd!"
Paul's target is 175 lbs. I think
Karen wanted to see him somewhere around 180 ish but Paul told her just getting
him to 175 was going to be rough so they made his first goal 175 and then after
that they'd fine tune it to wherever. Paul's 6'4" and he's been
underweight all his life. He's put on about 11 lbs so far. Yay! Go,
Paul!
Meanwhile it's looking like it's
going to be a stellar Christmas for us. I did the budget for the rest of the
year, and if we stay on track, we will have the home improvement projects taken
care of, the Talon repaired, all the credit cards paid off, and a new car for
Paul without having to go too far into car payments before we pay that one off
too.
Wowie!
This is exciting to me -- to be
debt free! Well, other than the mortgage on the house but that doesn't count
because that one is a 30 year monkey. But we could start making fatter payments
on that.
"Budget!" I announce
after having sat with a calculator in silence for a while.
"Oh, no!" he
groans.
"It's not so bad, come on! We
haven't had to do this in a while and it will take 10 minutes
tops."
"Well, at least let me get
this wing tip painted," he says, while fussing with whatever plane model
he's working on. "There. Ok, now what is it?"
"Look at this!" I showed
him everything. "I know you usually get to keep part of your Xmas bonus to
have your annual splurge and then we apply the rest to the house stuff, but how
would you feel about getting all of it this year for yourself for a new
car?"
"Huh?"
"Pay attention!" I
showed him the budget again and it started to dawn on him.
"Hey!" he
exclaims.
"Wowie!" I
holler.
"Hey! Hooray!"
"We can get you your muscle
car!"
"I thought we were getting me
an SUV?"
"Nah, I figure it's better to
let you get a car you can work on now just to save me garage grief like the
Talon. We can get me the MommyMobile the next time around because by then it
will be definitely time to replace my car."
"I can get a retro
car?!"
"You can get an already
restored retro car. None of this restore it yourself junk. We don't have
space/time/money for that. But at least one you like that you can fuss with.
And it will save me on the car insurance."
"What about the other
stuff?"
"There won't BE any other
stuff, remember?"
"Wowie!" he
shouts.
"Wowie!" I
scream.
We start jumping up and
down.
"Wowie, wowie!"
"We could put away a bunch in
savings for retirement!" I scream.
"We could get a new
car!" he screams.
"We can get the living room
done with inset bookcases like we wanted!" I scream.
"Inset bookcases in the
living room! Yay!" he screams.
"We could remodel the garage
into a den!" I scream.
"Yes! Garage into a
den!" he screams.
"Then we could change the
music room to a nursery!" I scream.
"Yes! We change the music
room to a nursery!" he screams. "And THEN we can MAKE BABIES!"
"Hi, Ward!" I
scream.
"Hi, June!" he screams.
"Where's the Beaver?"
~Astrophe
  
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