The Good, The Bad and The Ugly
The Good:
Bee is home, and is making dinner tonight. AND he didn't complain much about the dinner I'd made for his return, other than allude to it being as dry as the Sahara desert (and how is it my fault that it only took four hours to cook in the crock pot instead of the 6-8 suggested by the recipe?). AND it only took him 40 hours to notice the bathroom renovation. Bonus!
The Bad:
Our computer died. We may have lost all our oh-so-important music files, plus most of our pictures and documents. Luckily, I just don't care, since I now don't have to wade through everything and clean them up as I do every year. PLUS we have a 'back-up' computer of sorts, so I still at least have the luxury of getting online, and you -- you lucky devils -- can still keep up-to-the-minute on my important life via this blog. (However, I'm not to the point of figuring out how to download pictures onto our back-up computer, so you won't get tantalizing pictures to show how pathetically Mr. C's comforter turned out, or how unappetizing my latest cooking disaster looked.)
The Ugly:
More problems at the rental house. Our renters report high heating bills, despite us having serviced the furnace and everything checking out. The technician recommends replacing the inefficient electric resistance system's A/C unit with a heat pump, claiming that will cut bills in half. Problem is, that'll cost us $2,870. $4,080, if we also want to replace the old furnace.
U! G! L! Y! You ain't got no alibi! You're UGLY! (clap clap) You're UGLY!
And, while the smart thing might still be to view this as an investment, just pay out the repair money and hope to get it back when selling the house later, the 'smart thing' doesn't have to live with Bee, who loathes the house, has always detested it, and will never, ever like it. He's ready to sell it, even if we lose some money, simply so we don't have to stress about it any more. And, right now, that's sounding sooo good to me.
The Good:
Since I quit work, Bee's always been great about saying that the money he earns is our money.
The Bad:
But I can't help feeling the overwhelming guilt that any cash savings I had are gone, so it's all of Bee's savings that would be used on this $4,000 repair.
The Ugly:
And, since he wanted me to sell this house years ago, when the market was high, every day I hang on to it is one more potential repair he's going to have to pay for.
The Good:
I have my health.
The Bad:
I have guilt.
The Ugly:
I should get off my lazy ass and find a job.
The Good:
I have talents.
The Bad:
They aren't marketable.
The Ugly:
I've had very little interest in The Cookie Co-op or The June Cleaver No Frills Homebaked Goodness Cooking Course. So any other job I do will require me to pay daycare for Mr. C.
The Good:
I have The Office, seasons 1-5, to distract me.
The Bad:
It's not working. And we're nearly done watching all five seasons, and, with our current monetary dilemma, I shouldn't spend the money to order season 6.
The Ugly:
And I really shouldn't buy any more of Ben & Jerry's crème brûlée.
The Good:
We can still afford our bills.
The Bad:
We still have to decide whether to sell the rental in this poor economy or spend the money to fix our current problem.
The Ugly:
No matter what we do, our poor renters will still have to deal with the lingering aftermaths of the ridiculously high bills they've had for months.
The Good:
As I was moping around near tears this evening, wracked with guilt and frustration, Bee came up to me. He said he knew how his complaining only made an already-bad situation worse for me, that it wasn't fair to do that to me when I should be getting his support, and that he was sorry.
Actually, 'The Good' just doesn't encompass Bee enough.
Bee is home, and is making dinner tonight. AND he didn't complain much about the dinner I'd made for his return, other than allude to it being as dry as the Sahara desert (and how is it my fault that it only took four hours to cook in the crock pot instead of the 6-8 suggested by the recipe?). AND it only took him 40 hours to notice the bathroom renovation. Bonus!
The Bad:
Our computer died. We may have lost all our oh-so-important music files, plus most of our pictures and documents. Luckily, I just don't care, since I now don't have to wade through everything and clean them up as I do every year. PLUS we have a 'back-up' computer of sorts, so I still at least have the luxury of getting online, and you -- you lucky devils -- can still keep up-to-the-minute on my important life via this blog. (However, I'm not to the point of figuring out how to download pictures onto our back-up computer, so you won't get tantalizing pictures to show how pathetically Mr. C's comforter turned out, or how unappetizing my latest cooking disaster looked.)
The Ugly:
More problems at the rental house. Our renters report high heating bills, despite us having serviced the furnace and everything checking out. The technician recommends replacing the inefficient electric resistance system's A/C unit with a heat pump, claiming that will cut bills in half. Problem is, that'll cost us $2,870. $4,080, if we also want to replace the old furnace.
U! G! L! Y! You ain't got no alibi! You're UGLY! (clap clap) You're UGLY!
And, while the smart thing might still be to view this as an investment, just pay out the repair money and hope to get it back when selling the house later, the 'smart thing' doesn't have to live with Bee, who loathes the house, has always detested it, and will never, ever like it. He's ready to sell it, even if we lose some money, simply so we don't have to stress about it any more. And, right now, that's sounding sooo good to me.
The Good:
Since I quit work, Bee's always been great about saying that the money he earns is our money.
The Bad:
But I can't help feeling the overwhelming guilt that any cash savings I had are gone, so it's all of Bee's savings that would be used on this $4,000 repair.
The Ugly:
And, since he wanted me to sell this house years ago, when the market was high, every day I hang on to it is one more potential repair he's going to have to pay for.
The Good:
I have my health.
The Bad:
I have guilt.
The Ugly:
I should get off my lazy ass and find a job.
The Good:
I have talents.
The Bad:
They aren't marketable.
The Ugly:
I've had very little interest in The Cookie Co-op or The June Cleaver No Frills Homebaked Goodness Cooking Course. So any other job I do will require me to pay daycare for Mr. C.
The Good:
I have The Office, seasons 1-5, to distract me.
The Bad:
It's not working. And we're nearly done watching all five seasons, and, with our current monetary dilemma, I shouldn't spend the money to order season 6.
The Ugly:
The Good:
We can still afford our bills.
The Bad:
We still have to decide whether to sell the rental in this poor economy or spend the money to fix our current problem.
The Ugly:
No matter what we do, our poor renters will still have to deal with the lingering aftermaths of the ridiculously high bills they've had for months.
The Good:
As I was moping around near tears this evening, wracked with guilt and frustration, Bee came up to me. He said he knew how his complaining only made an already-bad situation worse for me, that it wasn't fair to do that to me when I should be getting his support, and that he was sorry.
Actually, 'The Good' just doesn't encompass Bee enough.
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