Is there something wrong with me?

I know. Of course there are a million things wrong with me? Ugh, why am I friends with you?

Okay.

Today was a good day. Actually the past two days have been pretty good.

For starters, last night I got my CT State Tax Refund. I love that. $305. Thank you Connecticut. A few more days and I'll have some Federal moolah too. Amen, sister.

With this bit of extra cash I was FINALLY able to register for training with Kindermusik International. It isn't cheap but it is an investment and I can deduct it next year. Also, I was FINALLY able to get car insurance. I have been without it since September. Yes, that means that I made several 150+ car trips in a car that was not insured. I survived. There is a God. Well, when I got my quote, back in December, they told me $148. Today, when I called to check in and actually apply for it, the woman on the phone told me that after more discounts (I love that word) I was going to pay $118 per month. That's a savings of $360 dollars a year. Which, oddly enough is just about what I'm paying for training with Kindermusik so it all works out. Also, tomorrow I start working birthday parties at a local school./conservatory of the arts. There are 6 this weekend and I make $30 each. Not bad. If I ever run one myself it's a cool $125+. Sweet. So, I am pretty excited about the whole thing.

But, here's the problem. I was happy for a moment or two and then started thinking "Okay, when is the other shoe going to drop?" and other cliches. But I did wonder how long it was going to last. Why do I do this? Why do we, as humans (as Americans) do this? I know that good doesn't last forever, but I could enjoy while it does instead of waiting for it to run out, thereby ruining the experience.

Whatever.

By the way, I know that my posts are filled with spelling errors. But the spell checker doesn't work and I write these at the end of the day, exhausted.