Today was grocery day. Ugh, I hate shopping on Fridays. It’s so crowded! But there are two stores that run sales only on Fridays, so it’s worth shopping. Also, Friday is the day here that Dollar Tree gets their premium bread in at 10am. I just happened to be there one day at that time when the bread guy rolled in. That means low priced bagels, hotdog and hamburger buns, and bread that retails at least $2 or $3 per loaf. Our Wal-Mart stopped selling the 88 cent buns and only stocks the $1.38 ones, so I’d prefer to pay just $1.00.
I stayed on budget at $100 this week, I would have been closer to $75 but I forgot that I promised my husband hot wings this week. I also didn’t make a meal plan, which was the worst decision ever. But I’ll live. I’d eventually like to trim back to $75 per week again, but I am not sure if that will be possible since we’ve added another family member and I have special dietary needs*. I am going to make a go of it next pay period since there are three this month.
So, without further ado, some realizations:
Realization #1: Medicaid can provide replacement glasses. Yes, my kids are on Medicaid. A lot of people’s kids are. If you don’t like it, bite me. It pays for dentist and doctor visits and vaccinations and yes, glasses. One pair of glasses per year. My son’s glasses broke the day we got them and we’ve been limping them along with E6000 ever since because we wanted to make the free ones last. Today they finally bit the dust and we put his old ones back on while I figured out the 10,000th (more like sixth but who’s counting?) fix.
My husband and I had a little chat and I told him we need to bite the bullet and go spend $60 at America’s Best for some replacement glasses. I called America’s Best and they said that they’d need his prescription, so I called to give the office the fax number.
The woman at the office was so kind. She said she’d put in a replacement request right away. I told her we couldn’t afford them, and she said Medicaid should cover it. She sounded pretty confident. I was shocked. I didn’t know that was a thing. And if I had, we would have replaced those things four fixes ago.
Realization #2: I need to make time to make money. No, not my favorite thing. Especially with little kids. But school starts in two weeks. When my oldest goes to school, I’ll be getting up earlier and I’ll be free to work at nap time. I also put in an application to caption, which I would prefer to do as I’m a more visual person. Regardless, my butt needs to be bringing in cash. Ideally, enough to beef up our savings and pay for Christmas and Cub Scouts, among other things.
*Special dietary needs: Yes, folks, I’m poor and I have special dietary needs. If I don’t eat lower carb I suffer from migraines and inflammation of every freaking joint. Blackberry thumb, carpal tunnel, milkmaid’s elbow, and tennis elbow. And my armpit. I get tendonitis in my freaking armpit. It’s stupid. I use Trim Healthy Mama which allows for stuff like rice and beans, and it cuts down on my ibuprofen bill.