Budget Stress: Good-Better-Best

My return to Idaho is less than a month away.

(Okay, it's 27 days living, but only 20 days of work. Not that I'm counting or anything. Geeze. Happy now?)

I am ecstatic to once again be in the land of sunshine, family, and friends. Unfortunately, I will also be in the predicament of real-life-big-kid stress again. S. T. R. E. S. S. 

Life has recently uncovered some major flaws in the "Mand-o-lin Budget for a Job-Free Semester"... 

1. Airplane tickets to/from Alaska = mucho dinero.

2. Cars cost money even when you don't drive them.

3. Grocery costs nearly triple when you're allergic to gluten.

5. I repel technology. My new laptop has decided to malfunction in the motherboard area.

        AKA- I get to buy myself a new computer! Again! Joy!

4. Spending all of the money I have allotted myself this year would stress me out.
        Stress-free money is saved money.

Simply put- I love to buy things, but spending money stresses me out.
Big time.

Don't worry, I don't understand it either.

I realize I am certifiably insane, but "mental-breakdown-recuperation-fund" is another one of those things missing in my budget.
Let's not go there, my friends.

In working towards a solution to this problem, I have put together some "Good, Better, Best" scenarios.

Enjoy...

GOOD: Sell my body for money. (Otherwise known as donate plasma). If I can shrink my grocery bill to fit to the plasma amount then things would be peachy. I could transfer the 'food' fund to the 'keep-in-my-account-indefinitely-to-make-me-happy' fiund. Lovely. The downside- if I eat more than I sell then I will want to get a job just to make sure I don't run out of money. This would mean remaining a productive member of society, and we all know how dreadful that is.


BETTER: Find some old people that live in castles and such. Adopt them as extra grandparents. Find a gypsy to hypnotize the old people... Badda-bing-badda-boom- money.


BEST: Run away and live in the mountains as a nomad. I just bought a new tent, and am really super duper excited to use it. Why not make it my home?! Seriously though, cheapest house ever. No mortgage, no rent. I would catch my own meat and pick my own berries. This would give me the opportunity to hike all day long, shower in waterfalls, drink natural spring water on the rocks (literally), and sleep under the stars every single night. If I die? Two words: Natural. Selection.


That is my plan to sweet success. *Patent pending.*



<3 Living the Dream,
-MK

REMEMBER:

Anticipation Station

I cannot contain my excitement any longer.

In less than 2 months I will be moving back to Idaho!

I will definitely miss Alaska's people, wildlife, scenery, my family, and my dog. 

I will probably not miss,the freezing cold, non-pack-able snow, and the lack of sunlight winter has brought though. 

Rexburg will be like a tropical vacation. 

Seriously.

I love my life of econ and friends. I love seeing a temple everyday. I love getting to run away to UT to see my Grandma, Grandpa, and extended family. I love only being 4 hours away from family get-togethers and parties. I love that I'll live less than 5 minutes from Ry. I love that we'll go to the same school. I love having parties for no reason at all. I love buying 10 pounds of potatoes for $5. I love hearing inspired words everyday. I love that I will still be able to visit Grandpa Jim regularly to talk, clean his grave, and leave happy things. I love hearing devotionals weekly. I love visiting teaching. I love moving. I love change. I love love.

BIG NEWS- I have decided to move. I love Davenport Apartments and all of the girls I have lived with, but am ready for a change. Frequent parties will still be held at my place... my new place. I plan to see you there.

<3 Living the Dream,

-MK

REMEMBER:  We don't quit playing because we grow old.... we grow old because we quit playing.

Death via Education

I hope ya'll are having a great Monday morning.

If not, I have something that should brighten your mood....

Class registration for BYU-Idaho started today, and due to my mass amounts of credits, I am eligible to register tomorrow. Since most of my classes are upper level, there are only 1 or 2 class times to choose from.

This has made things just lovely.

Example: Managerial Economics is only offered from 8-930 on Tues/Thurs....to make matters even more lovely, the dean of the econ department, Bro. Hirschi, is the instructor. He is way awesome, but this means Mandy will need to get her butt to class early and remain awake and alert the entire time.

This is going to be rough folks.

I am a lame student that prefers taking classes starting at 9 or 10:15. I then stay in the econ lab doing homework until 6 or so.... but from 6-1:30 or so is my party/work time. 

Looks like my party time will be starting earlier and hopefully ending earlier...

If you have ever been my roommate I'm sure you are experiencing near death via laughter.

On the upside, I have plenty of time to show my dear econ lab some lovin during the crazy long breaks between my classes. Hopefully I take advantage of that, rather than swiftly assuming the 3 minute walk back to my lovely bed. 

I think I can. I think I can. I think I can. I think I can.

You may now place your bets on my total number of tardies and skips.

If that hasn't completely elated you, 

BIG NEWS- I am no longer a T.Swizzle hater.

Weird, right?! I don't really know when / how this happened. It is just a random realization I had the other day when my little sister was humming a Swift song. I can enjoy occasional Swizzy sing-alongs.

This is for reals. I realize this would be nearly impossible to believe if you have ever lived with, dated, or even known me.

I'm just as surprised as you are.

<3 Living the Dream,

-MK

REMEMBER: A day without make-up is a fine day indeed.