|I finished my Christmas shopping on Wednesday by purchasing the gift cards for my kids. It was a big outlay of ready cash, for me; but I felt pretty good that evening about having it done. (Well, other than the chocky for the socks.)|
Now, I don't know if your car is like the cars I've had/have. But since I became a single parent, every time I spend any large amounts of money (large for me meaning several purchases over $100) ...... my car hears about it!
Ears like Dumbo, it has!
I don't make a lot of money nor do I have a lot of savings. But does my car care? Nooooooo! All my cars have only ever been concerned that they get their fair share of the money I seem to be throwing around. (Not unlike my kids when they were younger!)
That simple little trip to the garage to have the snow tires put on turned into a minor panic attack. "Breathe, Sandy! Breathe!" And at those times, any amount of logic -- like "This is the 1st time you've ever had to lay out money for your good ole dependable 10 year old Focus" -- Well, logic doesn't cut it during those times. At those times, what a body needs is:
- a sugar daddy
- a winning lotto ticket
- a large vat of wine
- someone to hold you and tell you everything will be alright
- a friend who will whine and wine with you
- 10-20 lb of good quality chocolate
- I tried crying .......... it didn't work.
- I tried screaming at the heavens ........ it didn't work.
- I tried thinking self-pitying "O Woe is Me!" thoughts ........ it definitely didn't work.
- So, I prayed! (Why wasn't this my 1st counter-action?) Then I cried some more.
Then I said, "Okay Sandy. So what if you don't have a lot of money. You do have enough to pay for this ... almost! And yoiu have credit for the rest. You'll be okay. Just trust! And breathe! Have a glass or 5 of wine this weekend and a nice cuppa in the meantime. And remember to breathe!"
Did it work?
Well, not completely. I still periodically have times when I want to go into my "O Woe is Me" mode. But overall, I feel calmer about it.
And I am going through the practice of counting my blessings. Whenever I think of how financially strapped I am, I remember .......
It could be so much worse.
I think about countries that have experienced devastating calamady in the past few weeks. I think of those who are really in need. And then I remember:
I really am a blessed woman!