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September 09, 2009

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jodifur

I hat getting gas. And going to the ATM. This is why I never have gas or cash.

Kim

I'm sorry you're feeling a struggle with this stuff. I used to say that if there was a form to fill out in between me and a million dollars, I'd still be hanging on to my meager savings. I've gotten better, but there is still shit I can't manage.

The way you describe you feel about these details is the way I feel about cooking. I loathe it. And I wonder regularly if there is anything I can do about that.

Genie

I hate getting gas. My car tells me how many miles I have left and I have driven to work with 14 miles left because it's technically only 12 miles to work and I can get gas on the way home. Hate. Getting. Gas.

And I'll email you about all the other stuff. You are a lot more fun than Tim Gunn. :)

joanna

maybe your ex had a problem? ;-)

Jurgen Nation

I FINALLY got an oil change. I've had the car since last July and went over 10,000 miles over. It's so close and such a seemingly simple thing to do, but if there is even one too many steps involved in a certain task, I cannot bring myself to do it. It is a terrible habit and has gotten me into trouble so many times, but...ugh. I don't feel like it.

PS: where are you getting the daily blog topics? Is there a challenge somewhere?

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