Category: Hard times

We, the people …

Remember yesterday’s rant on the universe kicking my ass? Well, Darling Husband and I had a really good talk last night — and I do mean talk, not argument, so yay — about everything: our finances, the kind of house we want to buy,… Continue Reading “We, the people …”

The universe is kicking my ass

Last week, in a fit of “living-like-there’s-no-tomorrow” and “all-we-do-is-work-and-we-never-do-anything-fun,” I took action. Yup, I threw caution to the wind and booked a little birthday mini-trip with Darling Husband. We are not — I repeat, not — spontaneous people. We are “let’s-plan-for-months-and-agonize-over-whether-or-not-we-can-afford-it” people. To just… Continue Reading “The universe is kicking my ass”

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… Continue Reading “Living like there’s no tomorrow”

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… Continue Reading “Nickel and diming”

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… Continue Reading “Re-inventing date night”