Finding Money

I truly believe that when it comes to finding money and picking it up from the ground, it is FATE at its finest. The very instance of you noticing the money and then picking up on the ground has to be timed so perfectly that I can only use "fate" to describe it.

Today, I went to Walgreen's, picked up a weekly ad and started to go through aisle by aisle to see what's on sale and what I needed. After that, I went to the cashier. The cashier told me that I had last week's ad and all the stuff that I was going to buy weren't on sale anymore. Craps! He then gave me this week's ad, so I went back, aisle by aisle again... to put back the old stuff and buy whatever stuff I needed on sale.

Then I walked up on the cashier again. Just as I walked up, I noticed what appeared to be a lot of bills on the ground. This was near the entrance so the bills were kinda moving about (due to the wind from the door). I quickly picked it up and looked around. There was a guy standing literally 2 steps away from the money and he was in the process of paying the cashier, and another guy about 3 steps away waiting to pay. I asked if anyone dropped any money?? My first thought was that guy paying must have dropped it. But he looked at me and didn't say anything. I said Ok....and then looked at the guy waiting. He just replied, "it must be your lucky day." Wow! I actually found money! It was a total of $17, 1 -$10, 1-$5 and 2-$1. So cool!!

I thought about how odd that NO ONE saw the money on the floor, and how odd that even though there were people around the money, NO ONE picked it up. And if I didn't pick up last week's ad and had to go back to get this week's special, would I have stayed at Walgreens that long? Would I have been at that location at the very moment in time? It is just meant to be. The $ was meant for me!!

Tax Time

I'm been dreading and procrastining doing my taxes for a few weeks now. I only have 4 more weeks left, which seems like a lot of time, but really isn't. SQ and I have been debating whether we should seek tax professional help but don't want to end up spending $300-$400 to yield the same results as TurboTax. If you haven't guessed it already, SQ and I need to pay $$. I feel like we have been paying every single year since we got married (marriage penalty tax!). I looked at our 2006 and 2007 tax returns and each year, the amount we have to pay doubled from the previous year. This year is no different. But unfortunately, our income hasn't doubled!!! It sucks! I hate being in middle class.

Cloudy Skies

I use this picture to describe my feelings these past few weeks - Cloudy! I've been feeling really bummed out from work for something I didn't do but was supposed to do. I don't know - people tell me that it's not my really my fault and that it's just a good learning experience. But it doesn't help me reconcile the past. I really hate myself for not being about to change my atttitude and my way of thinking. Why can't I just sleep it off like the other people? Why do I always beat myself up and end up feeling so depressed?! Hey, there is a speck of blue sky in the picture. Hopefully, things will get better soon!!!

Spring Forward

We set our clocks forward 1 hour this morning (or last night). It feels like we just turned back our clocks not too long ago. I look at the time now and it's already 9:30p, which means I need to go to bed in 1 hr or so. :( Where has the night gone? The day is supposedly now longer and the sun sets later... SQ and I spent the day with our friend MH today - first going to lunch at Rock n Rob in Pacifica. Then we drove to Burlingame and walked around the new shopping area. We bought some stuff at Sephora's and the area was still very packed. No recession in sight. Then MH came over to our house to chat and we went to dinner at a local Chinese restaurant. The day just went by so quickly.

P.S. I'm really dreading going to work tomorrow and this entire week for that matter. Wish me luck that I'll be able to survive. I hate myself for over-thinking and stressing over everything.

Sick days

Last Tuesday, I played hookey from work and called in sick. I wasn't really sick but took a day off to sleep in and just hang around the house. I also went to see my sister and my new baby nephew at the hospital. Ok, admit it, everyone does that every so often, when you're just tired and want a day off....

My company doesn't dock us when we take sick days, so it's kinda always better to call in sick than to take vacation (PTO). But no one really abuses the policy because we're so damn busy that we can't really afford not going to work (workload then just piles up the next day). Anyways, so I got the "lazy" bug and called in sick last Tuesday.

So what happened to me over the weekend? I really got sick!! Started with a big sneeze and then sore throat. Then I got the stuffy nose (still very congested) and then more sore throat and dehyration. Today, throat irration and random coughs. Because I already took a sick day last Tuesday, I didn't want to call in sick again! So I sucked it and went to work. Is this punishment for me for playing hookey? The funniest thing is that last Tuesday, I actualy thought about what would happen if I got sick later on... and it came true! Speak of the devil!!