Tuesday, December 14, 2010

Save Your Money

Don't ever spend a dime on a man.

Ever.

Dumbest thing you could ever do.

Why is that, you ask?

I moved back to Southern California last October with about $6,000. I now have less than $1650 to my name. It's fucking December. I gave up my San Diego apartment, agreed to move in with him. Big fucking mistake.

I spend the majority of my "saved" income on groceries, laundry detergent, and cleaning supplies. I buy food, milk, dinner materials, and pick up the occasional tab when we are out eating. Groceries are almost worth the entire cost of what my previous rent was, without any of the freedom.

I also now have a two hour commute to work, twice a week, and am separated from my friends and social life in San Diego. Now every time i want to spend time with anyone, I have to get in the car and drive for 90 minutes. That might seem harmless but it's painful after you've been out drinking for several hours.

I work from home three days a week and clean the house: I do his laundry and clean his bathroom. I vacuuum his bedroom and take out his trash. I get bitter about doing these things when he comes home and then doesn't say anything but mentions how I've gained weight.

So...about that.

I gained about 10 lbs. You wouldn't really tell ordinarily, but if you know skinny people, you can tell. I am a little pudgier.

You know what, assholes? I'm happy with that. Nothing wrong with it, I think I am better looking without my bones jutting out. It just amazes me that after being with a man for two years, traveling across the country with him, for him, giving up my apartment to live with him, all he can say is "Piggy".

I don't want to be "piggy"

Just fucking kill me.

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