These spending diaries are a way for me to be more cognizant of my spending. They’re also a peek into my daily life for those who care.
For those who are new, my style of “spending” is a little convoluted. I have two checking accounts. I keep the majority of my money in the secondary account, transferring $280 a week into the main account. But I charge everything to the card to maximize rewards. As charges accrue, I transfer money out of the main account into the secondary one. Then I make a weekly payment on my credit card.
A tad confusing, perhaps, but it works for me. Anyway, here’s how spending went this week:
I had woken up in the middle of the previous night for a couple of hours. Again. So I was tired when the alarm went off. But I dragged myself out of bed and caught up on emails.
I’d been conversing via the MeetUp app with a guy since Saturday. He was hitting on me strongly. While we’d met many times, I’d never considered him for dating purposes (I think I thought he was married?), partially because we rarely talked outside of a group conversation, so I didn’t know how I felt about him.
We’d agreed to chat at the next MeetUp house party Kevin threw, so I could get a sense of him. But since those had been cancelled, I messaged him to see if he wanted to come over to chat. (As I mentioned before, I’m selectively having people over/going to very small gatherings at people’s houses to stave of going completely crazy during social distancing.) [UPDATE: I’m no longer being an idiot.]
This meant I had to actually clean up a bit. I chatted with my mom on the phone while I did that. Then I hung up, caught up on emails and generally killed time. And made my peace with the fact that the guy from Friday’s party was genuinely ghosting me. I thought he was actually a nice guy. I’m a little worried about my “nice guy” radar these days, frankly.
I finished watching the second season of Altered Carbon on Netflix. Not bad, not great. And the guy came over around 7:30 p.m. We had a couple of drinks, chatted, laughed. He definitely has some potential, though he’s not really my usual type. (For example, he’s actually close to my age.) But variety is the spice of life, right?
I went to bed at 12:30 a.m. (ugh).
Total spent: $0
I woke up at 5 a.m. for no good reason. I think I fell back asleep around 6 a.m. So I was pretty tired when I got up. I caught up on emails, worked on the blog a little, and then it was time for my doctor’s appointment. I had to get my monthly prescription of my energy medication and a higher dose of Temazepam.
Then I ran a couple of errands.
First, I stopped by the house of a guy I’ve seen a couple of times and left a note explaining that my phone had died and giving him my home number. I can’t get Tinder on my iPad (you have to verify your sign-in with a text to your phone, and if I had my phone I wouldn’t need the damn iPad app!), and I didn’t have his number outside of the contacts on my phone.
Second, I stopped at the grocery store to check for water and soap (it was out of both) and to pick up hot dogs for the BBQ/pool party* the following day. I got a few other things (like hummus and also a mixer for my vodka), so the total was $22.55.
Also stopped at Best Buy because there was no update online about my phone. (I did my best to avoid touching the counters.) The upshot: The phone was received by Apple, but no further updates have been issued. I’ll call Apple on Tuesday if I still haven’t gotten any further info.
Then I went home, caught up on emails and dropped off the Temazepam prescription. CVS has set up tables in front of the pharmacy counters to help enforce safe distances, which is brilliant.
I went back home, finished up work, watched a little TV, went back to CVS and picked up my prescription ($3.70). I made sure to pick up the bag from the corner to avoid touching the cashier’s hand. I figure he has enough interaction with the public without direct contact. Every little bit, right?
I came home, ordered some stuff from Amazon ($28.23). Then I watched TV all night, eating far too much cheese and crackers. But dammit the cracked black pepper Triscuits are delicious!
At 8:15 p.m. I jumped in the shower, got ready for bed, then took the new dosage of Temazepam. I was asleep by 9 p.m.
Total spent: $54.48
*The gathering was for the recommended fewer than 10 people. We’re all single, so yeah… We’re doing our best to follow reasonable precautions without going crazy with isolation. One change I’m making: I’m going to drive to my friend’s house and crash on his futon (since I’ll be drinking) rather than take a Lyft and expose myself to driver/previous passenger germs. And hey, maybe chlorine kills COVID? [Again, update: No longer an idiot. Luckily, no one was contaminated as best we can tell.]
I woke up at 9 a.m. After weeks of bad sleep, 12 hours was glorious!
I got up, played on social media a bit, worked on the blog and then just kind of killed time til the BBQ/pool party.
On the way to the event, I decided we should have potato chips. I went to Fry’s to get sour cream and onion and… The chips aisle was a ghost town. Maybe — maybe — 1/8 of the products were left (mainly less popular flavors like limon). People hoard the weirdest stuff!
I grabbed some Flipz and pretzel M&Ms ($5.50) and then headed over. It ended up being six of us, so at least we stayed safe. We drank some, ate some barbecue and then splashed around in the pool for far too long.
After we got out, I noticed a slight tightness in my chest, which I ascribed to being tired. Sometimes fatigue makes it feel a little harder to breathe.
By midnight, I was sober, so I decided to go home after all. I crawled into bed at 12:30 a.m.
Total spent: $5.50
Woke up at 8 a.m. for some reason. Breathing still problematic. Crap crap crap crap crap. And yes, in case you’re wondering, I am obsessing over what this could mean for my part in the exponential spike in COVID cases. And just how much I may have participated in people’s deaths. I’m not an idiot, even if some of my previous actions indicate otherwise.
I looked online, and it looks like if you have any symptoms, you should quarantine for one week after the symptoms appear. The last time I was alone for 72 hours, I was climbing the walls. So this was gonna be fun.
The whole thought of quarantine put me in a bad mood, so I ordered an extra large pizza (so I’d have plenty of leftovers) and cinnamon sticks. It’s not cheap pizza, so after delivery fee and tip it was $34.21. Ouch. (I had the delivery guy leave it outside so I wouldn’t potentially infect him.)
Then I watched The Americans and tried not to think about how unpleasant the next week was going to be.
Total spent: $34.21
At least I got a good night’s sleep, I guess. My lungs felt okay at first, but the tightness returned intermittently throughout the day.
I did a load of laundry ($3.50 to the Washer/Dryer fund).
Work was exceedingly quiet, and the economic concerns are causing some unexpected ripples in the industry. So I’m definitely starting to get anxious about my job’s future. I hope things go back to normal in three-ish months, when people will hopefully have jobs again and therefore return to at least vaguely normal spending habits.
I watched a couple of shows on Hulu that aired Sunday. (If you’re not watching Zoey’s Extraordinary Playlist, I highly recommend it.) Then watched The Americans and played on social media until it was time for bed.
Total spent: $3.50
Woke up with clear lungs again. Five more days of isolation — but who’s counting?
I got up, answered emails and then lay back down. I basically just want to sleep until I can leave the house again — even if it will probably just for a grocery run. Is sleeping the next five days away really too much to ask?
Ignored the unfolded laundry all day, and the dishes from the night before. Partially because I’m going to have to actually scrub the rice off the pot I used. Ugh.
Watched TV, played endless games of Poppit and then went to bed. Which is when I lost my shit on Twitter. I fell asleep sometime after tears finally stopped rolling down my face.
Total spent: $0
I firmly believe that it is actually Thursday and will fight anyone who says otherwise.
Woke up to a bunch of concerned notifications/DMs on Twitter. Read them briefly, responded to a few, then got to work. Which was at least decently busy, so at least I stayed occupied steadily for a couple of hours.
It was an ugly day depression wise. Partially because I finally accepted that I can’t follow through with my plan of having one or two select people (dates or otherwise) come over to visit/go to their place to visit. Because they’re already doing that with other people for the most part. Some of them are even still having to work in an office/store setting. Which means they’re not remotely the contained risk I thought they’d be.
So yeah… Lots of sporadic crying jags. Those subsided around 5 p.m. and I felt up to actually chatting online with some people. Then I watched TV, ordered more pizza and cinnamon sticks ($34.21 and an untold cost on my ability to fit into my jeans after this is all over), and went to bed around 9:30 p.m.
Total spent: $34.21
Total spent: $131.90
Unsurprisingly, my lowest spend week to date. In-house isolation will do that, I suppose. So I guess my finances will greatly benefit from COVID reducing my ability to actually go anywhere/do anything. Yay?
How did your week go? How’s everyone holding up?