I missed this thread. Oops. But I was busy moving to MY new house. Still unpacking. This one is a mess and that makes us happy. Right now, we need ten grand worth of roof. And the pool plaster is dissolving before our very eyes. And I have to pay some bloke with a chipper two thousand bucks to get rid of ugly, inappropriate plants, trees and such. (A shrub is inappropriate when it is next to a swimming pool and known for its horribly invasive roots...or when in its mature state, it grows to a position that disallows the use of the ladder thingy to exit the pool.) and tomorrow morning, some dude will be here to remove wrought iron from windows, doors and fences. I hate most...not all and I may actually buy a different style...but I hate most wrought iron. And dud I mention that my house is pink and that cannot be tolerated for long.
Anyway, Sweetie, reading about this stage of your life is SOOOO much more fun than reading about your fretting over your poverty! That poverty shit makes me sad. I'm delighted that you are now having regular middle class problems!