Well, it's official. I have exactly 12 days of freedom left before I start my new job. 12 days to explore, 12 days to lounge around in my pajamas watching Oprah. 12 days to simply roll over after Caleb's alarm goes off. Mmm.....sorry Cabe, but that's the ULTIMATE state of bliss. Only because when you're getting up every day to an alarm clock, your ultimate fantasy is to be able to shut it off, roll over, and escape to Dreamland. Am I right folks?!
As sad as it is to give up my lounging days, it will be nice to have that little extra cash to put away. We feel very blessed to be able to live quite comfortably on Caleb's salary, and now to be able to put the money I will be making into a nice secure savings account. Maybe I'll get crazy and try my hand at the stock market. EEE!!!
"Um, let's buy uh, 50 shares of Oprah!! No, make that 100 shares of....."
To be honest, I know nothing about the stock market. Couldn't even come up with a good second stock choice there. Is it Oprah stock? Shares of Oprah sounds like the title to a Harlequin romance novel.
And while I'm displaying the range of my financial knowledge, I should just go ahead and say that I have absolutely no idea what exactly a 401K plan is. Something for retirement? Do I need that if I plan to retire in like, a year? Probably not.
Note to self: Buy "Financial Crap for Dummies". Or whatever.
And oh. Go to bed. Headache + Writers Block = Hit the Tempur Pedic NOW. Before someone gets hurt.
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Congrats on the job, Kimba! Enjoy these last days of freedom. I hope your new job will be very fulfilling for you!!
Enjoy.
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