So honestly, these past few weeks have been a struggle. Due to some unforeseen bullshit, I have not gotten paid and only got half a check, most of which went to rent.
Now, I'm not the best at budgeting (some would argue I don't do it at all), but I have really been feeling the struggle recently. I've had to cut down my expenses severely, very severely, and am unable to buy food (during my breaks) as consistently as I would. I'm subsisting off my savings account and am eating fruit and chips during class and work. lol
This isn't just me complaining though.
I mean, a large part of it is just complaints and me being cute. But whenever these lulls in checks come, I find myself with the ability to budget better than I normally would. Unfortunately, I'm also fucking hedonistic, so once I have the money, I go fucking crazy.
Side Note: the lights in the break room just turned off and it's great. The natural light is coming in. Idk. It feel peaceful.
Anyway, even if I am hedonistic af, I've noticed that I'm also extremely responsible.
I've paid all of my bills, including the "luxuries," I've paid my rent, I've paid my bus pass, I have food to actually eat, I'm good.
I'm just broke af when it comes to everything else. But I'm okay with that. I've paid all of my adult responsibilities and everything else is just extra.
I am adulting.
This is a surprise turn for me, tbh. I've never had this degree of responsibility, much less actually applied it before. I am responsible. And it's a good feeling to be okay for the month.
(Of course, this doesn't mean I'm okay with our oppressive capitalist system that fucks the working class but that's a discussion for another day).
It feels good to adult successfully.