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I'm pretty sure I've always equated managing money with being "grown up." Probably a reason why I've kept a good handle on never keeping a check register and never really knowing how much (or little) money I really have. I feel like one foot is in the grave now that I've actually put down--to the penny--a monthly budget. I think how funny it is that I've had jobs where I manage millions of dollars with efficiency and I can still looked shocked when I get my ATM statement.

I've been in a funk all day. I thought getting home and taking a nap would be good for me. I hate to see what I'd be like right now without that nap. I'm hungry, but not hungry. I want to go out, but want to stay home. I want to go spend some time with Randy but I want to be alone. A flash of body heat, I'm sure I just need to do something and be dissatisfied at the same time.