Dec. 6th, 2007

nonethefewer: (lists)
I currently have, in Excel because I do everything there it seems, a workbook that will print one page.  It prints lines for folding the page thusly.  It has a section in the middle...

Okay, this is faster.

* A printed page.  (.pdf)

* The workbook itself.  (.xls)

So lo, I make a little envelope, and I put money in there each time.  That thing on the right is a scale, so's I can pencil over how much is in the envelope.  (Pencil rather than pen because I might want to move money around.)

I want this because I am utterly awful at budgeting, because it's not real or tangible to me.  Sooo, I'm wondering if it'd work instead to combine evelope budgeting with pictures, and a scale of how close I am to achieving that goal.  I'm not even thinking about bills yet.  I'm just thinking of things I'd like to save up to buy someday.  Like a BlackBerry, or more yarn for this one thing, or things like that.  If I can see both the object and the scale, I will be reminded that I want that thing, and I'll get all picky about finishing the scale.

I know there's a better way of doing it than Excel, but I haven't found it just yet.  In the best possible universe, it'd be a page based off this.  Eh, in the meantime.
nonethefewer: (lurker above)
I swear to god I don't do this on purpose.

Chain of events:

- B's sisters' meth-head neighbours had a cat, Callie.
- Callie got pregnant, had five kittens.
- B's sisters found and homed three, and couldn't find the other two.
- Apparently yesterday, the meth-head neighbours moved out, and abandoned a cat.
- The cat is assumed to be one of the other two, that was missing.
- He's about 8 months old and is gorgeous gorgeous oh.
- And hey, Scout (B's sister's wife) is allergic to cats...

Sooo.  Now there's a mowly cat in our bathroom.  Which is where he will stay until he can get tested.

B's sisters have cat-homing connections, so they're going to look into finding a home for him, and also for Ocho, because why not?  I, ah, asked them to focus more on Ocho first.  And I feel weirdly guilty, like Ocho likes me and maybe she'll be jealous!, but then I stop and slap myself a bit.  Heh.

Er, updates later; tired o'clock now.
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