My wake-up call that the economy is kicking my butt
Guest blogger Jenny Isenman talks about losing her cool. She last exposed how a shopping trip with her daughter turned ugly quickly.
Jenny is a freelance writer/humor columnist and wiper of noses, tushies and countertops. She has two perfect children, a boy who is 7 and a girl who is 4.
She has a fabulously funny and relatable Suburban Jungle blog: It May Be Suburbia, But it's a Jungle Out There.
On Monday morning while half asleep and lying in bed, I reached for the remote, as I do every morning before my daughter wakes up and begs to play with her Barbies. I gently squeezed the on button and received a wake-up call that I could not push snooze on.
The message on the TV said: You no longer have Direct TV service. Please call us, Deadbeat.
In a frenzy, I switched to my Tivo list looking for a prerecorded episode of Jersey Shore to calm my nerves, but the Tivo service was also, no longer available.
The exclamations “why” “Say it isn’t so” and “what does this mean” escaped my lips almost simultaneously. Hello!, The Bachelor narrows his bevy of possible flight attendants down to 12 ladies tonight and what am I supposed to do while that’s happening? Read??
Maybe this isn’t the first sign of my financial woes. Has the proverbial alarm been buzzing and I’ve been sleeping through it?
Is it possible that being down to one credit card, that I randomly opened at Costco, was some kind of indicator that times are tough? Is the credit card Roulette I play at check out not a real game? You know, when you grab a card from your wallet at random and pray you don’t hear the dreaded “You’re Declined” which is followed by mental buzzer, while the contestant -- me -- fishes through for another possible loser to swipe.
Now, in hindsight I feel almost silly. I think there may have been other signals I missed. Like when we cut out our annual vacations, or when we lost our savings in the market.
Darn it, have I just been phoning it in? I’m not sure if those other signs are worth investigating, but the thought of missing the new Grey’s Anatomy/Private Practice crossover (that they haven’t stopped touting) could send anyone into a deep over-advertising induced depression.
In response to my wake-up call, I’ve done what any pop culture/ TV addict would do. I pulled out my Costco American Express and called it in. I know, it’s not tightening the purse strings, but I intend to skip grocery buying this week to make up for the loss. Eating is overrated; especially after the holidays.
The truth is, I have a perfectly tasty cat just walking around the house. Taunting me like a steak on wheels. That’s ridiculous, why would I eat my cat when my dog is 40 lbs heavier? I may be poor, but I’m not stupid.
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