Important? No, I just thought it looked funny.

1. an omission or error due to carelessness: My bank statement is full of oversights.
2. unintentional failure to notice or consider; lack of proper attention: Owing to my oversight, the letter was sent unsigned.
3. supervision; watchful care: a person responsible for the oversight of the organization.


I prefer dreams of houses to dreams of pregnancy

Experimented with breakfast this morning and ended up with banana cinnamon pancakes.  It wasn't earth-shattering creativity, but the taste improves a bit.  Plus, I read somewhere that cinnamon helps with digestion, so I didn't feel like shit after eating about eight pancakes (could be mind over matter at work).  Take Hungry Jack pancake mix -- I used "Buttermilk" -- throw everything together per usual, add a mashed up banana and 1/4t cinnamon. 

P. and I are going to drive around today to look at houses.  As in, we highlighted some in Homes&Lifestyles (my idea of Cosmo, except useful... and free) while celebrating a financial milestone over dinner at Chili's, and we're going to drive through neighborhoods in town and see how awful the houses look in person compared to the pictures.  I'll take notes and photos.

We started doing this when, this month, we hit our target for our wedding budget.  Now I'm not sure how this worked, but we were both trying to put as much into savings individually, and we'd end up with about $600 in savings every month.  Then, P. did some math and realized he could cover all our bills with his paychecks.  Then-- after my student loans, phone bill, and a "Miscellaneous Purchases" budget for which P. and I actually set at $200 but my Kohl's credit card is mean to me unless I spend more -- all my paychecks can go into savings.  Suddenly we're able to put away anywhere from $1000-$1500 a month (depending on Kohl's).  We were able to save up the rest of our wedding fund in like, three months.  It was awesome, though I have no idea how the amount we saved separately was so different than the amount together, so don't ask how that works out mathematically.  I majored in English. 

So, by April, we could have a decent amount saved up for a down payment.  After months of flipping through H&L, I can allow myself a small percentage of fantasy about moving into a house and fixing it up.  I had a dream about doing that last night, actually... which was nice, because this week I've had 3-4 dreams about being pregnant.  Wheeee! 



I have a few things to write about -- a month's worth of family drama, meeting Peter Tork, wedding planning stories, etc.  But I have to stop being lazy, take a shower and go to P's parents' estate for dinner and to cheer them on while they try to finish siding a garage.  I might have to help.  It's been a big project, and hopefully they're able to complete it soon, since this might be the last nice weekend of the year (it's 72°, second week of November in Indiana, rare and worth savoring).
I'm ensuring that my mobile posts work...

EDIT:  Sweet.  I thought I was behind on technology for someone my age, but in the end I guess I was just too lazy to see how easy some things are.

There's a lot to write...

... but first, I'll introduce myself.  My name is Susan, though I took the name Q from a nickname that my former employers gave me.  There were too many Susans, Susies, Suzannes, Sues.  So they just called me Q.

I'm 25.  I'm engaged.  I'm saving for a house.  I'm working at my first post-college job.  My parents are working towards retirement.  My brother lives an hour away and has a family.  I live with my fiancĂ©, P, in an apartment in the historic district of the city where we both grew up.  P&Q, forever and ever. 

It is, quite possibly, the most precarious and exciting/terrifying times of my life, and I fucking love it. 

I started this blog because I know there are a million of me out there, but there's always something different about them -- they have kids, or they already have a house, or they're not worried about money, or they are single and ready to miiiiiiiiiiiingle!, or they just don't have a certain something that makes me want to read about their lives. 

So, this is the end result:  I want to develop this into something similar to my mindset... a 20-something blog of sorts, a mix of wedding planning/relationship maintenance/marriage talk, personal finance, house hunting/keeping, career maneuvering, family drama, retail therapy, etc.  I'm not so much into politics or current events, but I'll throw in some commentary every once in a while, if something piques my interest.

Enjoy... now I need a cigarette.