swingchickie | things and stuff

this post from swankyfunk totally reminded me of a thought i had this morning while getting ready for work... i had the news on, and they were talking about alberto being downgraded to a tropical depression. "ooh..." i thought, "that'd be a great name for a band... 'tropical depression' would be like a goth band down in the florida keys."

bought my fridgematator for the new house today... actually made me a little sick to my stomach. i love to shop, but shelling out that much money for a box to keep my food cold was absolutely intimidating. at least i got one of those "no payments for a year" deals... but i got it by opening a sears charge card, which also scares the hell out of me because i want to stay out of (non-house) debt as much as possible. when i left the store (after also buying my patio furniture, repeat the queasy feeling), i looked at the slip they gave me after i opened the charge account, and i almost died on the spot. they gave me a LOT of credit. way more than i thought they would. way more than i want. i'm going to make a call and have that credit line reduced... but keep just enough on it for the stupid stuff i'm sure i'll need this summer (hose, sprinkler, etc. etc.)

one of my co-workers told me recently to be prepared for the real panic attack... she said, "when my husband and i bought our first house, i lay awake in bed the first night we moved in, wondering what the hell i'd done and terrified i'd made a mistake." okay, if i'm feeling that NOW, i can't WAIT for the terror to come.