The aftermath of my life after 9/11, when half my family died. How I am struggling to come back to the self my mother used to love and be proud of while still letting myself grow.
Monday, August 30, 2010
I put a sign on the milk carton
So we have a desk, and in that desk we each have a drawer. I have piles of cash clipped together with scraps of paper on top saying what it's for. There's a pile for food for the week, a pile for emergency cabs, piles for all different things. A few weeks ago I took $100 and made a pile that I called "Friday dress." I couldn't quite bring myself to spend the $70 on that dress I like, but was thinking about it. I've since found other dresses that would be fine, but the Gap dress is the one I really love. Yes, I know it's retarded.
Dresses are not something I usually wear though - they're very far away from my jeans & black tank top uniform of choice (it changes in the winters to jeans and a black long-sleeve t-shirt). So it's like, if I'm going to wear a dress, I want to love it so I can feel comfortable and not feel like I look like a tomboy who's forced to bathe and wear an Easter dress in a church.
This morning I opened my drawer to put away the leftover money from food shopping, and noticed my piles were all out of order. They are supposed to be in order of importance with the most important/always used at the front, and the extras at the back. Sometimes if I close the drawer too hard then they get a little messy. This was a different kind of messy though and I spent a few minutes putting my piles back in order before I felt like a control freak and walked away.
Then I realized I hadn't seen my Friday dress money. Here is the kind of person I am: I actually debated with myself about going back to check or not. For such a long time that I'm too embarrassed to say. Maybe it's just under another pile. It might have gotten shoved so far to the back that it fell into the drawer underneath.
Finally I got disgusted enough with myself that I just went back to check. It wasn't there. I looked in the drawer underneath. I found Danielle's journal, but no dress money. I took the drawer off the tracks. No dress money. Finally I went to Danielle and asked her to go through the drawer for me. I didn't even care that she saw the money I have set aside for her birthday present. She didn't find my dress money.
There are some people who lose things. I'm not one of those people. I never lose anything. Never drop anything. Even when we were messy at Aunt Elaine's, I knew which pile on the floor to look in. Danielle helped me tear apart the entire desk. We moved the desk to look behind it. We tore the room apart. Dani was nice enough to stay and put it back together with me. We tore my room apart. Josh came in to find the mattress off the boxspring. He helped put our room back together. No dress money. The more I looked and cleaned and re-organized, the angrier I got. Josh knew better then to offer to give me his money to replace it luckily. He values his balls being attached, I guess.
So angry. It has to be here - I mean, I never even took it out of the house.
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5 comments:
How distressing. I hope you find the money soon.
-Noelle
Is it possible that one of your sisters took the money to buy the dress for you so you'd stop stressing?
Catherine they don't know. :( Danielle thinks it's a totally great dress and can't wiat until I give it to her.
Maybe you ought to keep your money in a different space. Or keep it locked in a box. Is it possible someone else ie a friend of your sisters or josh may have taken it? Or itay be easier if you open a checking account and use that to pay bills. That way you would not have to worry again about your hard-earned cash money didappearing. I do hope it resurfaced though.
That's awful.
You don't think someone stole it, do you? Was anyone other than the four of you in your home since the last time everything was in order?
Keeping the cash in a small strongbox in the drawer might be a good idea. Otherwise it sounds like a good system.
In the right-in-front-of-you department, is it possible that the missing pile got attached to the bottom of another pile? Wouldn't account for the piles being in the wrong order, though.
When you locate the missing money, please buy the Gap dress! $70 is not completely unreasonable, and you've been able to budget for it. It will give you relief and make you happy. It is so not retarded.
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