I've always had goals. Now, I have a daughter, and so I have new goals. I want to be in a better place financially. Oh wait, that was always my goal. I guess now I'll just have to work harder at it.
With me moving on my own all of a sudden, some of my bills are doubling so I can pay rent and damage deposit and various moving fees. I decided to be smart. I did up a budget for the next three months, and by the end of February all my bills should be paid off, including money owed to a friend, plus I should have a little bit saved in the bank.
Once I'm ahead, I'd like to start taking part of my extra money every month, and putting it on my credit card, so I could have it paid off in less than a year.
And yes I did include Christmas shopping on my budget. I got a little upset a couple of nights ago thinking I wasn't going to be able to afford to buy anything for my pumpkin's first Christmas. I know she won't know any better, but I would.
I get to move a week from today. I made the call, and I am keeping my internet hooked up at the new apartment. I don't know what I do if I didn't have Twitter sometimes in those middle of the night feedings.
It's just nice that for the first time since deciding to move, I know that not only will we be okay, but we're not going to be just barely getting by.