My goal was to pay off my credit cards in two years. (I don't have that large of credit card debt; less than $5k and most of it is from when I was unemployed when I first moved to NC). Well, now it's going to be more like three years, unless I win the lottery, or that huge pile of money falls in my lap like I've been hoping.
It's all June's fault. June made me do it. June made me adopt a dog ($165), buy all the necessities that being a dog mom entails ($53), and then buy more toys and training treats so that the dog wouldn't destroy my clothing or relieve herself in the house ($34 + $6 + $35), bring her to the vet ($46), buy her flea and tick, and heartworm prevention ($28 + $54), and custom-made collars ($30). June made me go to the doctor ($25), and buy that bottle of wine afterward ($4).
June also is making me get an MRI (for god-knows how much money), and go to the dermatologist (at least $60).
Dear Credit card, I'm sorry for your current balance and for the fact that I'll now need to transfer you to a zero percent interest card instead because your fee last month is the same as I'd spend for a cheap dinner and a glass of wine. I'm sorry, but June made me do it.
(and yes, you read that right up there...I buy the cheapest wine I can. I couldn't resist the $4 pinot grigio).
|That's one adorable money pit in that mirror.|
And now I ask you, is it bad that I really want to do some online shopping on the card before I transfer the balance? I'm feeling out-of-control. Someone stop me!