I’m home… sick. Not the emotional home sick either. I’m sick, and I’m at home. There’s a garbage can next to me just incase.
The following meme describes my thought process these past three days:
I’m tired of tea, I’m tired of 7 up, I’m tired of saltine crackers, I’m tired of vegetable broth. I’m whiny and grumpy. I want my mom.
Do you guys have a remedy to help me?
I get super dizzy quickly and I’m exhausted.
Okay heres to my blog post:
Now I don’t know if you guys know or not but my dream is to someday live in Indianapolis.
“But why, Selina? Does anything happen there?” You all ask.
“I don’t have a clue as to why. It’s just a thing. It’s my destiny and I have to go.” Says me.
“Okay then.” You all say.
Me *jumps and skips and goes on about my boring day*
Some people have had this feeling about a husband, long term boyfriend, a pet, or a career path.
They say something along the lines of, “when you know, you know.”
And that’s how I feel about this city. The second I got there I knew I wanted to spend a good chunk of my life living there.
I’ve even taken steps in order to be able to move there. For instance I’m saving!
Now on a scale of 0-Donald Trump on how much money I have saved, I’m about a .05%… so, I’m not quite there… yet. It’s going to happen. I’m trying my hardest though. I’m passionate about saving so I can move.
I have a five year plan. I’m actually going to Indianapolis soon so I can get a “lay of the land.” I want to see a few salons, see different living areas, eat at different restaurants, and get the vibe.
I belong in this city. How do you guys save? Do you have any tips or tricks? This sounds odd but I do better saving cash. If I have money on my bank card I will spend it. Cash guilts me into saving. I don’t know how or why, but its just what works for me.
These are some of my 2017 Motto’s: