BB - And baby makes three…

BedBlog time again. Well, I’m not sure this pic is any better than the two I showed you last night, but it’s the last missing angle. If you combine the two pics from last night with this one, putting this one in the middle, you should get a fairly accurare idea of my view here on my side of the bed. I rather like my bedroom, though I suppose it could use a dash of extra decorations here and there. Maybe a poster or a painting above Natalie’s chifferobe.
Well, week’s almost over, tomorrow’s another Friday, and I’ll have survived one more week of being a grown-up. Despite my constant assurances to Natalie of the contrary, this whole moving out into my own place thing feels a bit odd. I mean, always before, I’d either been crashing with someone, or merely adding to the main rent. But with this apartment, I’m the one responsible for it, and that nags at me sometimes. My finances are (and almost always have been) a bit of a mess, and I stress sometimes about being able to pay for everything. I’ve done the math a few times, and I know that I have enough to pay my bills and even end up with a slight amount of leftover cash, but it still worries me. Still, one more week done means one week closer to the next paycheck. And rent’s due in a couple of days. Gah.










