So on the one hand, I got an unexpected bonus at work today.
Not a fortune, but a nice little sum and a very nice surprise.
On the other hand, I had an absolutely brutal day at work.
Part of me feels that I need to just blow that surprise bonus on fun, fun, fun. Because I deserve it, and because it would help to justify the crap I have to go through on days like today.
But another part of me sees the extra money as a valuable addition to my little nest egg, the one that very soon will enable to me to get on with my life.
Because yesterday I found out that our current situation is much harder on Precocious Daughter than I previously suspected. That's from her own mouth. She wants to move on.
In that case, every dollar counts. And less fun now will help us both find more happiness in a little while.
Of course, all the money in the world won't buy me courage.
But I'm leaning toward the nest egg. Because to me the future looks bright, and I want it to get here as soon as possible.
What do you think, Drunkards?