Birth Story with return on Monday, but if you’re behind - check out part one and part two to get caught up.

The past couple days have been almost exhilarating for me considering the amount of energy I’ve had to accomplish anything over the past five months. Up until now I’ve lived a nearly sedimentary lifestyle; similar to a bump on a log, moss on a rock or some kinda metaphor (is that even what I’m making) to relate my amount of activity to a big fat slob that does nothing.

Today? I managed to clean the bathroom, which I hate to very core of my being, and even scrubbed the toothbrush holder and soap dispenser as well as nooks and crannies. Something that hasn’t been done for ages (ask my parents). It felt great to actually get something done and have a CLEAN bathroom (because we all know that men clean only the dirt they can see - if that).

Beginning of nesting? Maybe.

That might be a good thing since everything’s been pretty much abandoned for five months while I hugged The Porcelain God. Five months of filth and dirt that’s filled my house: probably the main reason I can’t get rid of this stuffy snotty nose. I’m so congested with dust and grime.

Yuck.

Maybe I should be working a housekeeper into our budget.

Speaking of budget. It’s actually been very successful. We’ve managed to put a little extra money away each month by cutting down on our miscellaneous spending (like my buying lunch daily) and also pay down some debts with additional income from Mike working out of town for the past few months. It’s been a relief that our squabbles and arguments have decreased, regarding money, and we’re actually on the same page (financially) for the first time - ever.

Making a budget is not as hard as following it, but seeing where our money is going has been a real eye opener, in the best way possible. For the first time in ever, we’ve even got cash in the bank that’s enough to cover some bills should we be short on a paycheck (since Mike’s income is hourly) and I don’t have to stress about delayed payments and interest charges.

I never thought that we would succeed at this. I always thought that a budget was not for me and we made enough money that we didn’t really need to budget it.

I was so wrong.

The more one makes, the more one spends whether they realize it or not.

Our spending was directly affected by our income. I know that, and now it’s just more evident.

I just wish we got our shit together sooner.

Now, to save for that laptop I’ve been whining about.