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Money Management Wrap-Up

It’s hard to judge my progress for this week, but I suppose you have to take in account a learning curve. Most of my project have been about certain actions, not a level of understanding, which kind of makes me feel like a failure. But, you get ahead in life by actions, so here’s my meager list:

– I learned about what I spend money on, and set up budgets based on what I care to spend money on

– When I spent money on things, I did so conscientiously

– Reading I Will Teach You To Be Rich by Ramit Sethi. I’ll talk more about this book once I finish, but truly, I wish I read this 4 years ago.

– Figured out a retirement plan (so weird at age 24) between my Roth IRA and 401K

– Interviewed my financially resourceful friend Emily Cardella

– Saved money by using coupons

-Oh, and bought a $300 painting, which was an investment, right? When I saw it in Stuart, I couldn’t stop looking at it. When my mom said she would buy my next ticket home for Christmas, it was a done deal.

Personal financing is going to be an ongoing challenge.


Little Flower

“I know now that true charity consists in bearing all our neighbors’ defects–not being surprised at their weakness, but edified at their virtues.”–St Thérèse de Lisieux

I have not been doing very good with my generosity since the weekend ended. My cat (MauMau) started crying by my bed 10 minutes before my alarm went off yesterday and today, and instead of waking up ready and willing to start my day, I carried the situation out for 20 more minutes, then exploded at the cat making him run out of the room. Not very considerate to both the cat and Logan trying to sleep. After half-haphazardly getting ready, I start my 45 minute drive to work on a single lane highway. Yesterday me and about 15 other cars were stuck behind a slow-moving old woman driving a Buick, so my commute suddenly turned into an hour and 15 minutes long. Then came chain of events that were clearly a results of the irritated and exhausted mood the morning put me in.

I know everyone has irritations, so I wont document all of mine, but I will say that today I let my selfishness be my downfall. When an old man got lost in our building, I barely mustered the energy to help him. Even then, all I did was put a forced smile on my face and direct him to the right floor. The constant aimlessness of the senior citizens in Florida is starting to make me jaded.  I need to remember the good-will I felt coming down here to help my grandparents, and my morals to respect my elders. Instead, I’m usually left only remembering the times I got stuck behind a senior-citizen going 20 mph under the speed limit, who probably shouldn’t have their license anymore; or I remember the times I was next in line after an elderly couple at lunch, who couldn’t seem to remember what they like.

This reminded me of St Thérèse de Lisieux (or Little Flower) who was famous for killing with kindness. The story goes that there was one nun at Thérèse’s convent that she didn’t like, describing her in a memoir as, “a Sister who has the faculty of displeasing me in everything, in her ways, her words, her character.” Instead of getting outwardly angry with her, she treated her as if she “loved her best of all”. She managed to do this so well that when Thérèse died, the nun that displeased her so much said, “At least I can say this much for myself: during her life I made [Thérèse] really happy.” It wasn’t until 30 years later that someone admitted to her that she was the “disagreeable Sister” from Thérèse’s book Story of the Soul.

In another story she describes how irritated she was with one of her Sisters for playing with her rosary noisily during prayers. Once again, instead of snapping at her she said, “I set myself to listen as though it had been some delightful music, and my meditation, which was not the ‘prayer of quiet,’ passed in offering this music to our Lord.”

I need to channel St Thérèse de Lisieux this week.

Cookies, Dahmer and Burgers

I screwed up quit a bit Friday with my restrictions. I had ranch dressing at lunch, and then what my mom calls a “popcorn dinner” where instead of making dinner, you go to a movie and pretty much inhale a bag of buttery popcorn before the movie even starts.

In an effort to be better yesterday I made a Gouda, tomato, basil egg scramble and gf cookies that weren’t too bad:

Trouble hit at about 9 when all the electricity went out. I scrambled to light candles and lock doors, but I was fairly convinced that a Jeffrey Dahmer wanna-be cut my lines to break in. This left me at the bar Logan works at waiting for him to get off, and having a couple of drinks (cranberry vodka’s) with our friend Sean. Turns out, after a week of restricting my diet, I’m now the girl who gets drunk off 3 drinks. My one saving grace was that I i didn’t cave as Logan went through the drive through at McDonald’s and had a diet coke, burger and fries. If you didn’t know, teenagers working the drive-through at 2:30am DON’T like being asked if their fries are gluten-free. Oh, and they’re not.

Today’s menu? Cheese enchilada, carrots, 3 servings of mashed potatoes and more gf cookies=fail. Week one run-down? I don’t feel deprived if I’m prepared. The hardest part is social situations where I want to drink a beer and eat a burger, or even just eat a normal sandwich and chips for lunch. Hopefully week two will work a little better.

Flat Bread

If you’ve ever looked at a recipe for gf bread or baked goods you’ll find a confusing list of flours you probably never knew existed: tapioca flour, garbanzo bean flour, millet flour, white rice flour, brown rice flour…and all in one recipe? When I went to my local Publix, they actually had a good selection of these, but the prices are out of control. For $12 you get 6 lbs of Bob’s Red Mill All Purpose GF Flour. Worse? Xanthun Gum (which keeps the fragile mix of flours together) runs another $12 for half a pound. I decided to only get those 2 and a similar priced bag of white rice flour, and hoped I could just use the all-purpose flour in place of everything else.

Here’s what I was trying to make:

After a bunch of “reinventing,” this is what I ended up with:

aka: Flat Bread

Which definitely did the job with some brown sugar and butter, but was mostly a failure. I now I realize why most people with gf just don’t even bother with bread substitutes.

What I have done that works is make smoothies every morning that are both delicious, and Logan says they make him feel like he’s getting healthier when he drinks them:

  • 2 cups almond milk
  • 1 scoop gf whey protein powder
  • 1/4 cup blueberries
  • 1/2 cup frozen raspberries or strawberries
  • 1 tbsp agave (honey works too)
  • 1 scoop of a ProGreens powder