In Matt’s words…

One more day, baby. πŸ™‚ One more day till we move into our new apartment. I could hardly sleep last night and I don’t think M appreciated the fact that I kept piping up at 2am with some factoid or imagined nuisance that had occurred. He’s a good sport for keeping up with me. lol. We got our utility bill for February, I guess. I was ~ $150 between M and I. I wasn’t too happy, but I am sure that our next bill had better be under $100 especially as the billing cycles are staggered i.e. it’s actually from Feb 15 to Mar 15 (or so M tells me). In any case, I’m expecting utilities to be halved although I can tell that P is not going to let it be that simple. Since I’ve been living there, he’s split utility bills 4 ways and then, gave up a combined bill. Now, last night we were talking about the bills and he decided to split the bills 3 ways i.e. in stead of doing the usual 4-ways and then, cutting M & I’s in half (i.e. if in fact, the bills are staggered the way I think they are), he wants to just split it 3-ways. At first, I grunted in agreement and let it slide. Then, later at night, I started doing the Math. See, P is a very shrewd man. πŸ™‚ Say, $100 by 4 is $25 per person. M & I would be paying $50 combined and when halved, we’ll be paying $25. But $100 by 3 is $33 and I’m sorry we’ need all the cash we can save. It’s not a matter of $5.67 and rounding up to $6 as he always does with the figures which I don’t care about anymore. This is an $8 difference. I stewed on it last night and M hates when I let small issues bother me. So this morning, I wrote a note to him saying he should divvy the bills up the way he normally does it. Why change it up now?

Chei, dis old man get sense sef. Hin wuru wuru pass me. Hin no say if hin do the way hin dey do am before, he no go make money for our back. Na fine eye I go take look our final bill wen he go bring am because I no go gree oh. Una no say since we tell am say we dey carry go, he no dey turn heater on like say hin get millionaire renters. Menn, human beings sef. We sabi to dey take advantage of our fellow man oh. Na im be the only explanation I fit get from this whole experience. Agin, make we dey clear for one ting: Hin do well to take me plus M for him place. Hin no do well to dey fire heater like say tomorrow no dey. Everytime we hala for am say make hin turn am down, him reasoning be say na four people so we go fit bear the financial burden. Now say the cash cows don dey carry go, him brain come correct. Con dey talk story about how bills are getting lower my yansh. lol. I just pity am sometimes because na penny wise pound foolish be hin name. God go bless am, but sometimes hin too do.

update: E be like say I don talk pass mysef. πŸ™‚ Turns out the utilities aren’t staggered thus he was probably doing us a favor. πŸ˜€ Humble pie anyone?

A teeny tiny update and I start speaking pidgin English

Okay, some changes have been madeto Google’s Adsense terms and conditions. Nothing that will adversely affect me, but one of the things that stands out is the requirement of all Adsense publishers to have a privacy policy on their sites (I’ve had one already in place) addressing concerns surrounding cookies, web beacons et cetera. Visit JenSense for an in-depth breakdown of all that is needed and the changes. Accordingly, I’ve updated my privacy policy. Also, for a quick rehash of the program policies pertaining to Adsense, visit this Q&A (for the US). In other news, another Daylight time change will happen sometime tomorrow. I will ‘lose’ an hour and by that, I mean if I wake up and it’s 8am in my head, it’s really 9am i.e. time skips forward. Does that make sense? In my mind, I’m losing an hour but they say it’s ‘gaining’ an hour. I guess, it is ‘gaining’ an hour extra of daylight. Correct me now because I suspect I’m wrong. πŸ™‚ I made some chili today again and it was excellente! M came home on his break to get some of that yummy goodness. I don’t fault his decision. I stopped by the L to take care of some business very briefly and I’m contemplating stepping in briefly tonight (i.e. around 10.40pm) to do a simple thing that will save me some work during the week. I hate feeling like I’m slacking off but this is the first weekend in a while I don’t have anything on the weekend. I’ve been catching up on my feeds and ruthlessly deleting those that haven’t updated their blogs in a while. I think I should post more about various things that strike me when I read about that. We’ll see.

As far as savings go, we’re fluid. I’m actively using my ING savings account and please shoot me an email at my (firstnamelastname@yahoo.com) or my contact form if you need a referral to open up your very own savings account. I recommend it highly. It keeps my money safe from where my nimble hands cannot touch it. I get a kickback of $10 if you open up an ING savings account with at least $250 and you get a kickback of $25 for opening the account with that amount of money! It’s a win-win situation, friends. We’re actively resuming our apartment search after an unexpected spike in our heating bill again which does not bode well for the summer. I don’t think our landlord understands our need to keep our bills to the minimum we can get them to. Yes, I understand the need for comfort, but when propped against the fact that (1) you know how to cut costs but seemingly won’t (presumably because you aren’t the only one bearing the brunt of the bills) (2) some odd logic concerning heating cycles and heating furniture 2 days in advance of a ‘mere chance of snow flurries’. Alright, there’s some exaggeration and I love my LL, but our heating bills are just crazy up in Hotel California. This month of February, he told me the house heating bill was $200. Split 4 ways, that’s roughly $100 for M & I on gas heating alone. We haven’t tallied up the utilities. Well, I’m fairly certain we’ll be coughing up over $150 again in utilities which really really is rubbing me the wrong way considering that (I’m going to be a bit bitchy here. I’m hormonal) we are not living in a 1bd/1ba apartment! Folks!!! See me see wahala. Na 1 room we dey live out of sha. Parlour no be anytin to write home about. No be say we get to run the place o. Na soso animal doti dey eff up the place. I dey fear to invite health department because na jail den go carry all of us go. Na so I dey scratch my head so, dey wonder if this place sef worth the kain money we dey spend for here. I tire oh! Make una help me beg M say e no worth am again. At all. Especially as LL con dey bring one kain pikin to come join our craziness. Haba. Our LL sef dey one kain o. Make hin dey wait for summer. He don find mugu wey go dey chop bills abi. You know I’m serious now that I’m breaking out my broken English. In fact, I’m cracking up so much that I think I’m going to start blogging pidgin English about semi-sensitive stuff. lol. Peace and good night!