Category: Hard times

Living like there’s no tomorrow

On the drive to work this morning, our fave radio station was discussing people who are unhappy with their jobs. One announcer said they actually wanted to punch people who seemed to be feeling dreary at work, and a caller chimed in to say…

Nickel and diming

At the beginning of April, Darling Husband and I decided to do some CBin’ and MMMin’ — that’s Cut Back and Make More Money for those who haven’t read Confessions of a Shopaholic. So let’s see how we did! What are blogs for, if not…

Re-inventing date night

Since Darling Husband works most weekends, our weekly date night has always been Monday. Yeah, Monday — probably the least likeable of all seven days. But we make the best of it.  Our favourite way to spend Monday evenings used to be going to a…

Learning from Laura

Some people buy self-help books or money-management books. Not me. I find financial advice in the childrens’ section.  My guru of choice? Laura Ingalls Wilder, of course. You see, I have always loved, loved, loved the Little House on the Prairie books. I devoured them when…

Making it work

Last week was hard. I’m not going to sugar-coat it.  We had just gotten to a point where Hubby was going to work a little extra in order to put some money away specifically for the baby. This … just completely knocked us down. After much…

Choosing between happiness and security

Yesterday was brutal. Brutal. Like close-my-office-door-and-cry-while-trying-not-to-ruin-my-mascara brutal. Oour minds are on overdrive, trying to figure out exactly how to get the cash we need to pay the big, bad government. Here is the situation: Darling Husband technically has two jobs — his main one,…

Taxes

Today is a bad, bad day. The taxes were finished this morning.  The last year has been turbulant for me, career-wise, so I had been careful to take off some extra tax to cover my freelance. I guess the math was off, because I…

The land of "If Only"

Had a strangely meaningful talk with Darling Husband yesterday morning on the drive to work. It’s funny how sometimes you plan serious talks, and nothing really comes out of them. But then other times, you are zoned out in morning traffic and end up…