These diaries serve two purposes:
- They help keep me aware of my spending
- They’re great for those who, like me, are financial voyeurs
For reference, the goal is to live on $240 or less each week, though because of the cap, I don’t take amounts of more than $60 out of weekly funds.
So let’s see how I did this week.
I actually got a good night’s sleep for a change, despite having stayed the night with Cute Trivia Guy (CTG). But this meant that my body thought I was going to take care of the sleep deficit all at once. So I was pretty groggy on the drive home. Eek!
I got home, caught up at work then slept for a bit and woke up feeling a bit closer to human, but still kind of beat.
I ran to the grocery store for some snack supplies for the next time CTG comes over. He always has snacks at his place and tends to bring some here. So it seems only polite to stock some seltzer, candy and chips that he likes. I got a couple snacks for myself too, and the end total was $27.46.
On the way home, I treated myself to my favorite takeout ($13.52), which I haven’t had in months. I’d been avoiding it for sodium content, but my blood pressure reading that morning had actually been quite low. So I decided to risk it.
Thankfully, no headache ensued, but it’s definitely not something I can’t get once a week
That night I was supposed to hang out with my friend, who I saw briefly after the divorce and whom I’m doing the platonic thing with. I asked him about a nickname, since everyone gets one now, since (as I told him) I figured he wouldn’t appreciate my just calling him The Egyptian. His idea was The Kinky Pharaoh, but he said whatever I wanted to use was fine.
But… I mean, I’m not not gonna use a name as great as The Kinky Pharaoh.
Anyway, I asked if we could hang out here because I was pretty tired. He said we should just shoot for another day. So I relaxed, ate some leftovers/snacks, and made sure I was in bed by 10:30 p.m.
Total spent: $40.98
I’d worked the previous weekend, so I was very excited to be starting a weekend that evening.
I got through emails and some other duties, then got some chores done around the house. Plus I figured out all of the money math for the month, wrote out and deposited the paycheck I “get” from my S-corporation, then set up various transfers. I also paid my property taxes for half of the year. #adulting
Toward the end of my workday, I ran out to get some bloodwork done, then came home and finished out my day. After that, I caught up on this spending diary, which I was woefully behind on, and then chilled out until it was about time for Pirate Party Guy (PPG) to come over.
We had a relaxed evening in, as always. But it’s also always so restorative.
He left around 10, but since my sleep cycle was still horribly off, I fell asleep sometime after 1 a.m.
Total spent: $0
I woke up late, which was probably good because I wanted to be peppy for the party that night.
When I went to take my pills — always my first thing each morning — I noticed something. It wasn’t good. The bottle I was finishing — which was supposed to be Wellbutrin — was my anti-nausea med.
Here’s what happened:
Every other pharmacy I’ve used has consolidated my 90-day supply of Wellbutrin into a single bottle. Safeway’s pharmacist think it’s cool to give me individual, 30-count factory sealed bottles. If I took one a day, I might not be annoyed, but I take three a day. So I have to take nine factory sealed bottles with me when I refill every three months. It also means I have to open a new bottle every 10 days, which is annoying.
I haven’t had any of my other daily medications given to me this way. I’ve barely ever had any given that way. But I’d forgotten that CVS gave me my anti-nausea medication (in case of migraine) in a factory sealed bottle.
So the last time I’d used up a bottle of Wellbutrin, I just grabbed a sealed white bottle from the closet and opened it up. The pills looked about the same, so I didn’t realize it wasn’t Wellbutrin.
All of this means that for 10 days I’d been taking three anti-nausea pills a day instead of one of my mental health medications. Not good. And while I should’ve checked the label, I’m even more annoyed with Safeway’s pharmacy than before.
I opened a new bottle, triple-checked the label and hoped the Wellbutrin would build back up in my system before too long.
After text-ranting to some friends, I relaxed for a bit, then ran out to get some groceries. Some were snacks for the party (I can’t eat most of the food people bring and the host loves grapes, so I bring those), some were ingredients for cooking, and some were supplies for that evening’s drinking.
This included not just the usual ginger beer for Moscow mules, but some cool-looking flavored vodkas. I tried them because both were on sale and had coupons, so I got a fifth of Smirnoff elderberry & lemon vodka and a fifth of blood orange Skyy vodka for $11 combined.
And in case you’re wondering:
- Blood orange mule is very tasty
- Elderberry & lemon mule isn’t bad, but for me the flavor was too subtle against the strong taste of ginger beer.
- A mule with equal parts blood orange and lemon/elderberry is freakin’ delicious
With the ginger beer, booze, and actual groceries, it added up a bit. Specifically, a slightly painful $49.39. Such is life.
I went home and relaxed until it was time to get ready. PPG was coming with me, and he was nice enough to be my ride, even though I’m not remotely on his way.
We got to the party, which was fun — if more chill than usual. It was intermittently raining with lightning, so the host (understandably) wouldn’t turn on the hot tub until it had calmed down. And the unheated pool when it was 72 degrees is too cold for us wimpy Arizonans.
Still, it was a good time. We took off around 11 because PPG and I were both getting a bit weary.
We came back here and ended up chilling out a bit, so he didn’t leave until after 1 a.m. And I somehow let myself stay up until around 3 a.m. Stupid messed-up sleep rhythms.
Total spent: $49.36
I woke up pretty weary, though I’d had a decent amount of sleep.
I realized I needed more groceries again. Some of the ingredients had been out of stock during the previous day’s trip, and others I hadn’t realized I needed until I looked at the recipes again. Sigh.
My energy was such that I had enough energy either to cook or to run and get the food. Since I now knew I would likely have a functionality crash soon from missing the Wellbutrin, I didn’t want to chance putting off cooking, in case I didn’t have the wherewithal before the ingredients went bad. So I sucked it up and paid the convenience tax that is Instacart.
So I bit the bullet and ordered through Instacart. And I still didn’t get the tomatillos I needed, grumble grumble.
With fees and tip, I paid $50.24. But at least I had (almost) everything I needed for a bit.
I messaged Fellow Dating Warrior (FDW) to say hi. His date had had to cancel at the last minute, so I said he could come hang out with me if he wanted.
He said that sounded like fun, so I threw some chicken in the slow cooker. Then I did as much food prep for future recipes as possible.
I made a lime crema sauce (shockingly easy) for any future Mexican-ish dishes (or dishes I want to give a Mexican flair to). I put it in the freezer, along with sliced-up bell peppers.
Then I chopped up some roma tomatoes I got, which will be added to the salsa I made last week to mellow the spice a tad. I blended them a little, and they went into the freezer as well.
I blended some regular tomatoes into a puree for whenever I want to make chili in the future.
Then I mostly relaxed until FDW came by. We chatted for a couple of hours, and then he took off. I went back to TV and playing on my phone — too late into the night, of course. Siiigh.
Total spent: $50.24
I woke up having barely gotten enough sleep — or perhaps slightly less than I needed because I was kinda weary.
I got through work and then realized I hadn’t eaten yet that day. Normally, I wake up and have a protein bar immediately. But… I hadn’t had any appetite yet.
I ate a protein bar because I knew I needed something in my system. But I was completely apathetic toward food. And the lack of food wasn’t even making me nauseated the way it normally does.
I finished work and relaxed. I had a board game event that night, and I reeeeaaaallly didn’t want to leave the house. In fact, the only reason I went is because, starting next month, FDW will be in Flagstaff for probably five months.
Since his late-spring divorce, he’d been taking advantage of his snowbird-parents’ empty Phoenix house. But they were about to move back in for the winter. And, not shockingly, he wasn’t keen on several months of living with his parents. So he’ll be up in their Flagstaff place.
I get it — and he’s promised to visit regularly since I have a guest room he can crash in — but… poo.
Anyway, that factor was compelling enough to get me to go to the event. I also figured the delicious smells there would jump-start my appetite. But… there wasn’t even a flicker of interest from my stomach. I didn’t even want anything in the abstract way you do sometimes when you’re full but something smells great.
I was so busy trying to figure that out and help FDW teach a new person the two games we played and actually play myself that I’m embarrassed to say I completely forgot to get a soda. It was so far from my mind that I didn’t even realize I’d forgotten until the next evening. Come at me, Reddit, I guess.
The game ran long, so I didn’t get home until almost 10 p.m. Then I got caught up in messaging because of course I did.
And then I got congested right as I was finally ready to fall asleep around 11:30. I had some candy while I read, waiting for the decongestant to kick in. (I thought about actual food, but my stomach made it clear that wouldn’t go well. But I guess sugar on an empty stomach is fine? Bodies are dumb.) Anyway, I didn’t fall asleep until about 1 a.m. D’oh!
Total spent: $0
I woke up without much of an appetite either. But at least that day I was getting nauseated without food, so it reminded me to eat a snack every several hours. But usually it gets hungry every two hours, and I still wasn’t even hungry, just quelling nausea.
I checked some things off my to-do list, including paying a therapy co-pay bill of $40.
Unfortunately, after two protein bars in the morning, I stopped getting nauseated from a lack of food. I had a yogurt in the afternoon because I knew I should, but other food seemed actively unappealing.
Throughout all this, I had a pretty sad 2/3 of my day.
Some was just general sadness. But part of it was simply the frustration of these types of situations. When you have multiple health issues, there are times when you’re body/brain does something weird and you don’t know what’s causing what.
- Was the lack of food causing to my sadness?
- Was my sadness causing the lack of an appetite?
- Was the missed Wellbutrin causing both — or at least one?
- Had my sleep schedule gone off the rails because I was careless, or was it not having the Wellbutrin?
I had therapy, and my therapist said to remember that it’s okay not to be okay. (But also to please eat.)
PPG came over and comforted me. He took off around 9:30, and I once again lost track of the time. And once again got stuffed up. (I’d missed a couple days of Flonase, so that might’ve been the issue.) So yet again I found myself reading and unhealthy candy. I guess at least it’s calories?
Total spent: $40
I woke up and got through emails, and yet again had no desire to eat things. I got the very occasional, very brief stomach growl. But when I tried to do something about it… it didn’t go well.
Normally, I like my protein bars. But that day I had to pause notably between each bite — because for about a minute after each bite, it felt like the food was going to come right back up.
I had some yogurt later, which went down okay. Later I tried peanut butter. I got one spoon down, but barely. So I didn’t try any more.
I was intermittently texting with PPG all day, who’d gotten the latest booster that morning. He felt okay, if not great, for a decent chunk of the day. But the body aches started mid-afternoon. Poor guy.
After work, I finally got around to dyeing my gray roots. Probably due to lack of food, I didn’t feel mentally able to address anything else on my to-do list, so the hair dye was a small victory.
I had trivia that night and was dreading leaving the house, but I didn’t want to let down the people who’d RSVPed. So I dragged myself there.
The place didn’t have any soda, and I didn’t trust the sodium content of their menu items. (Past experiments have shown that I’ll still get a headache if I eat too much salty food — even if I’d have a day or two with low sodium intake.) So I just got a lemonade for $5.89 after tip.
While good lemonade from an objective standpoint, it was a terrible choice that day. The sweetness was making me sick, and I had to move the glass to the middle of the table because I kept absentmindedly taking sips.
A headache was starting to form after the first round (out of eight), and I asked if any aspirin. Forgetting that they were all men and thus didn’t have purses. But CTG was there, and insisted on running over to the grocery store a few doors down and grabbing some for me. Which was sweet of him.
Then I started getting nauseated — I guess from low blood sugar — so then I grabbed the lemonade back and took a few sips. It calmed down my stomach, thankfully, but I still couldn’t drink much. And the low blood sugar might have been a reaction to the sugar from the several sips I took.
Trivia was tough that night, but we still managed to get 3rd place. Alas, the place only offers prizes to 1st and 2nd place. Oh well.
I got home around 9:30 p.m. and felt like I could handle a yogurt. (Unfortunately, my last one.) Then messaged with some people.
I passed out around midnight.
Total spent: $5.89
For anyone who’s wondering, the appetite/nausea is getting slightly better. And I can’t believe it took me until Thursday to realize that the nausea is probably because, uh, I was taking three anti-nausea pills a day for 10 days. Then stopped. How did it not occur to me before??? Don’t worry: My appetite finally came back on Friday.
Total spent: $186.47
Well, I guess nausea is frugal? Obviously, it’s not the ideal way to save money. But I suppose to be fair a lot of the non-spending was actually because I was getting ngredients when I did buy stuff. So I actually had food to eat rather than get takeout. Although, admittedly, a decent chunk of those “groceries” were snacks. I’m trying to work on that.
How is everyone else’s spending going?