May 23rd, 2003


(no subject)

Friday. It's calm here at work. I revised the second unit regulations and sent them downstairs to be converted to pdf and uploaded to the city's web site. Now I am developing an environmental study for a general plan and zoning change for a lot on Oak Park. The stuff they pay me the big bucks for.

Not so terribly big bucks when you consider I pay:

total amount of retirement (PERS)
total social security
disability insurance
tax withholding, 0 exemptions plus additional I am having taken out
medicare tax
car payment (at this time, it is actually bone grafting payment, but I had to refinance the car for the money)

I also get no sick leave, no paid vacation, no paid holidays, no health benefits or any other kind of benefits.

I was thinking about this after learning that my pay will be raised in June. It may seem like I have plenty of money and will have even more but I don't and I won't. I am not wasteful or extravagant, although of course I can tighten up more than I do. I am able to buy things like hard drives now and then without agony and I can pay for visits to the vet when needed. I make one visit per month to a psychotherapist, to the tune of $95. I give money to my children when they need it and when they will accept it (it's getting harder and harder! They don't like to take my money. What kind of children are these???). Sometimes I do this by paying a bill of theirs, sneakily. Funny. I send money to various organizations and give gifts to others (one of the true pleasures in my life). I enjoy cable television and cable Internet, and I have a cell phone.

I am trying to develop something akin to substantial savings but have not succeeded. Maybe with this extra money that will happen, if I can keep saving at the same time as I am paying, somehow, for my dental implants. Ah yes, what a luxury! implants! No, I am not being sarcastic. I do feel that I will somehow pay for these things and I am fortunate to be able to get them.

It's time for me to enter all of my little transactions into my financial forms, see where else money is going. It's usually interesting.

post office

I went to the Shell Beach post office to mail a package today. This post office is tiny, is open about half a day (I'm not sure if it's open every week day), and employs one person. I can usually get to the window right away or just behind one other person. Lots of reasons to like it.

I got the package sent and chose some terrific new stamps - bats! -when the clerk asked me if I sing in the master chorale. I am wearing my Cuesta Master Chorale shirt today. I said yes, and she said she went to last week's concert and loved it. She said she often ushers at the PAC.

This shirt has started a lot of similar conversations. I wonder if the board would be interested in selling these to members and to the public. Or some other shirt, although I do like this one a lot, denim, durable, works as a jacket in slightly cool weather like today's. One enterprising chorale member arranged for the sale of logo shirts many years ago, which is when I bought this one, but that was a one-time thing.

which reminds me of the several thoughts I have about advertising our concerts. I need to retain them in my head until I get home and can add them to my list. Or else I'll send myself an email.