Wow, this is my 156th spending — meaning it marks the last week of three years of doing these dang things. Time flies — especially when you feel like you’re constantly inches away from the apocalypse!
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 $240 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 woke up earlier than usual so that I could get caught up on emails before I had to drop the car off at the mechanic. The automatic system was insisting I needed a transmission flush, even though it’d been far less than 50,000 miles since my last one. Guess the desert is harsh on transmission fluid.
I dropped the car off, but there wasn’t anyone who could give me a lift home like they usually do. So I had a surprise 8 a.m. one-mile walk. Whee.
I came home, got caught up on work, and then took a nap. I woke up feeling human.
Shortly before my workday was done, the mechanic called to say I could pick up the car. So I had another mile walk back to the garage. But it was (by May in Phoenix standards) pretty cool at 86 degrees, so it wasn’t too bad.
I got lucky in choosing this mechanic. The flush and an oil change (which was $60 on its own) was still only $239.17. Very reasonable. But amounts of more than $60 don’t come out of my weekly funds.
I drove home, tired, and rested for a bit on the bed under the ceiling fan. Josie happily plopped on me for snuggle time. Because why else would I lay down?
I started getting hungry, so I shooed Josie off and ran to Fry’s.
I had to fill up on gas — only 11 days after my last fill-up, eek! — for $53.69 (double eek!). Then I ran into the store and got $7.13 of munchies.
I came home and rested for the night, chatting with a couple guys from the app. My luck has been horrible lately, with guys flaking or ghosting left and right. So I didn’t hold much hope.
I was weary and wanted to be peppy for the weekend, so I started getting ready for bed at 8:30. But I caught up messaging some people, so I got into bed at 9:30. But I fell asleep pretty quickly.
Total spent: $299.99 ($60.82 out of weekly funds)
I woke up feeling pretty alert and got through emails before too long. I did some other duties I have, and then updated my spending log/this spending diary. After that, I got the next day’s post set to publish. It was a spending diary, so I just needed to polish it a bit and schedule it.
Once all that was done, I did all of the monthly money transfers.
I messaged with the guys I’d talked to the previous day. I set up a meeting with one of them after trivia that night, and the other I’d meet for a drink on Saturday. But with the way my luck has been running, I figured something would come up with one or both.
I got hungry, so I picked up some takeout for $13.38.
After work, I relaxed and waited until it was time to leave for trivia.
Trivia was going more quickly than expected, so I messaged the guy to let him know we could probably meet at 9:30 instead of 10. He replied that since I’d said 10, he’d gone out with his business partners for a drink. I said it was fine, and we’d leave it at 10.
We came in 2nd. The food I ordered came to $16.62.
Since I had time, I stopped by my house briefly to freshen up and then left for the bar. On the way I stopped by my bank and took out $20 cash, since there’d be a $5 cover (and so I would have cash for pool or darts).
I got to the bar several minutes early and waited. By the time he was 10 minutes late, I checked messages and found… he hadn’t even opened my last one.
Mint informed me that I’d used up all of my data. (Don’t know how, since I usually don’t even come close.) So I had to buy 1 GB to make it through the next few days. It was $`10.50
I waited until 10:30 p.m. and then sent a message that I was calling it. I tried setting up a date with a guy I’d started talking to, but by that point it was 11. He said he’d prefer to start earlier, which was fair. Especially since it was loud in the bar and communication was going to be difficult. He doesn’t speak much English, so I’m having to dredge up my Spanish, which I used to be pretty good in. But that was literal decades ago.
I left the bar at 11:30 p.m. I got home, messaged a little and crashed around 12:30.
Total spent: $60.50
I woke up to find that the guy from last night still hadn’t even opened my message. Grrrr.
I set to work trying to get a stripped screw out of the shower knob. I spent probably a couple of hours reading up on ideas and trying different things. Nothing worked.
I got a message around 11 a.m. from the guy: “Sorry, I got sooo drunk last night” and a sad face emoji.
I replied that, just to make sure I understood, he had a date he was allegedly super excited about (he was psyched that I was into personal finance) but, when going out for a drink with business partners before the date, didn’t think it was a good idea to hold back to one or two beers? Given that, besides the risk of getting blackout drunk, it would be pretty weird to show up drunk to a date?
He said yes, and I said, “Welp, that’s all I needed to know. Thanks.” But I think he got the gist from my previous message because he didn’t even bother opening that.
Around 1 p.m. I checked in with my date for that night, and he confirmed we were still on.
I was hungry so I ran to Fry’s for some munchies, for a total of $9.02. Then I just relaxed and watched TV until it was time to get ready.
Then, literal minutes after I’d finished getting ready for the date and only 25 minutes before it was due to start, the guy messaged asking if we could take a rain check. No explanation. Just that.
You have got to be kidding me.
Literally every date I’d made in the past three or four weeks had flaked out last minute. Other guys (rabid to meet the day before) just ghosted when I tried to make firm plans. I was beginning to think I was cursed. How does one go about doing the whole burnt offerings thing?
I messaged a few people and ended up salvaging the night with someone I’d talked to off and on for a few weeks. He ended up being pretty fun to talk to, and we had a good time.
I hadn’t had much to eat that day, so I ordered some food and had a couple drinks. After tip, it was $25.82.
The guy drove me home, and I think I crashed out around 1 a.m.
Total spent: $34.84
I woke up with a strong craving for French toast and other breakfast foods. So I called in an order to Cracker Barrel and went outside — where I remembered my car was still at the bar. Drat.
Uber was surprisingly high, so I texted my tenant to see if she’d do me a favor and drive me to get my car, since she’s offered in the past and I hadn’t taken her up on it.
Once I was at my car, I called a new order. When I got to the restaurant, I discovered that I’d called the wrong one. They put in a new order, and while I waited I poked around. I ended up getting some mint chocolate candies I like, so I spent $21.95 total.
I came home and ate and watched TV for a while. The guy from the previous night messaged to explain that a distributor of his (he’s self-employed) needed a last-minute meeting. But the fact that he only mentioned this later made it feel like maybe this was just an excuse he came up with in the interim. Then again, I’m pretty jaded at this point.
He asked if I were free that night. I said no, I had a busy day the next day and needed to rest up.
I told him he could come to the board game event I was attending on Monday if he wanted. I wasn’t about to clear up my schedule again just to have him flake.
He asked for the details and said he might be a little late. I said that was fine; he should just come when he could.
Then I got to work on the next day’s post. I got a message from a guy I’d seen a few weeks prior asking if I wanted to hang out. I was feeling pretty rested, and it helped that I wouldn’t have to go anywhere. So I said sure and wondered if my bad luck streak was finally over.
The guy came over and left around 9 p.m. I messaged with some people and fell asleep around 10;30 p.m.
Total spent: $21.95
I woke up to a message from the guy who flaked Saturday/talked with me the day before. He asked how my event had gone.
Ummm… The event was that day? Not a good sign.
I got caught up on work and then had to go to the dentist for a cleaning. No cavities, yay!
I hadn’t heard back from the guy, so I messaged saying to let me know if he was still planning on coming to the event.
After work I went to my massage. The fight with a stripped screw in my bathroom had my upper back/neck/shoulders even worse than usual. So it’s a good thing it was an 80-minute massage. The total was $105. Amounts of more than $60 don’t come out of weekly funds.
The guy still hadn’t answered. I went to the board game even where I had a lot of fun. I got to try out my game I’d just gotten call Ransom Notes. (As an Amazon affiliate, I am credited for orders placed through my links.) You get a bunch of magnetic poetry and cards telling you what to convey (“Give a eulogy for a boss you clearly hated” or “Describe a hangover”) and you have to use the words you have to best get the sentiment across.
It was as fun as I’d anticipated. Which helped make up for the fact that the guy did indeed blow his second chance. So much for the bad luck streak being over.
I ordered some food for $11.40 total. At 8:30, I headed home. I got into bed at a reasonable hour, which is always nice, and was asleep around 10:30 p.m.
Total spent: $116.40 ($11.40 out of weekly funds)
I woke up to a message from the guy saying yeah sorry his Monday had been crazy and he hoped I’d had a good time and he hoped to hear from me soon.
I had sent him a picture the night before and had jokingly said “So you can spot me — or to entice you to come.” with a cry-laugh emoji. So he’d added that I didn’t need to entice him, how attracted he was to me and he could stare at me all day long blah blah blah.
I told him yeah no. The first time he’d flaked incredibly last minute and with no explanation until the following day, making it seem like he had just decided against it. Then on his second chance, where he’d said he might be late (which I pointed out is a pretty tacit “count me in”) he didn’t even bother messaging at all. I said it would’ve taken a minute max. So besides reliability, basic courtesy seemed to be lacking. So I was good.
He replied almost immediately saying I was right and he was sorry. He’d known it would be busy so he shouldn’t have acted like he was going to come. Sorry for not communicating better, he hoped I had a great day and he wouldn’t bother me again. Then 5 minutes later he apparently changed his mind and added that if I decided to give him another chance to please reach out. Then 20 minutes later asked me to please give him another chance and his “communication isn’t that bad tbh.”
I went on with my workday.
My contacts had come in, so I had to go to the optometrist and see if they worked. Unfortunately, they were too strong and I couldn’t read my phone even holding it at arm’s length. So he said he’d try a slightly lower prescription.
I stopped by Fry’s on the way home to drop off a prescription. I picked up some squeeze-in flavoring ($2.29) that I use to my my morning collagen imbibing slightly more palatable. (If anyone asks, the collagen is definitely for my joints and not at all about vanity.)
Then I came home and caught up on work and my spending diary/tracking sheet.
After work, I chilled out for a bit before getting ready for trivia. I hadn’t gotten any RSVPs, but Real Estate Guy thought it sounded like fun. So I was meeting him there.
I had gift cards from previous wins, so I covered his drink and mine. But I missed the part where I could add a tip on it, so I threw $3 cash into the tip jar. Since that was accounted for when I withdrew the $20, it doesn’t count here.
We came in fourth, and I did most of the heavy lifting. It was good to have someone to confirm my first instincts, but he didn’t actually know any of the answers that I wasn’t sure on. And he helped me talk myself out of the right answer on one: what country has the largest pyramid by volume. (Mexico)
Then in the final round, I talked myself out of the right answer (What modern day African country used to be marked with the French word for teeth in 16th- and 17th-century maps?) I’d thought of because my brain became inexplicably convinced that The Ivory Coast wasn’t actually a country, just an area. Otherwise we’d have come in second. But oh well. At least I got out of the house. And 4th out of 10 groups isn’t bad considering I was more or less on my own.
I got home around 8:30 but didn’t conk out until about 10:30.
Total spent: $5.29 ($2.29 out of weekly funds)
I woke up and got through emails, then had to leave for my lip wax.
The service was prepaid as part of a package, but $3.50 went on my card for the tip.
I had hoped to get back to the gym that week, but I was feeling kind of worn out for some reason. So I listened to my body.
I paid my Victoria’s Secret credit card bill for $27.46.
After work, I rested a bit and then left for trivia. Because yes, I’d been dumb enough to schedule back-to-back days.
We came in 2nd, which was a nice change of pace. We don’t normally do well at that venue for some reason. Presumably just stiff competition.
Normally, I order something for myself, but I’d had a late lunch and was still full. So I used the gift card from our last win to buy some spicy queso dip for the table. Or rather, since I was running late and happy hour was ending, I asked one of the members to order it for me. Since the bill still hadn’t come by the end of trivia, I just gave the guy the gift card — $10, which covered the cost of the dip and then some — to apply to his bill and threw $2 cash down as a tip.
I got home around 8:30 p.m. and fell asleep around 10.
Total spent: $32.96 ($30.96 out of weekly funds)
Total spent: $571.93 ($222.76 out of weekly funds)
Well, even disregarding the big expenses of the massage and car repair, it was not a cheap week. But at least I got out some — no thanks to some of the dating app dudes I’ve been matching with — I’m not too stressed about the spending. Especially since almost 25% of it was just fueling up the car. Eesh.