Money, death, and chocolate milk

     I hate being broke, but as I am a student, I am not working. I worked a total of 2 weeks last year. Unless I can find a way to sell my stuff without having to leave the house....I am SOL. That being said, we finally got out tax return. After a substantial amount was taken out due to Hubby's child support, we got a chunk of it back. I can now pay for my car insurance and repairs on said car. YAY.
   Now, I find I must now resist the temptation to run out to the store and buy things. I want a night guard to protect my teeth at night. I wake up after nightmares that I have ground my teeth into dust or snapped them in pieces. I want to spend money on a WIIfit game and accessories, mainly so that they can sit in the corner hoping to be played, as I think about playing, but then get distracted by something else far more interesting or shiny.I want a viola set, in order to try halfheartedly to remember what little I learned from 9 years of playing one in school. I want fabric, so that I can ask Jilly to make me one of the dresses she made from some CUTE fabric we saw at the store. I want to  be able to buy some weight-loss aids or pills that I can take in hopes of shedding some of the weight I have gained without having to go to a gym. (which would involve leaving the house...) I want to go see a movie...or several....or join netflix and therefore not have to leave the house.
    That all being said, here's what I will probably actually spend the money on: 1) Bills. Just the major ones that involve things we need. 2)Father-in-law. To pay back for all the atrocities he has to endure from our living under his roof. 3)Starwood. So that I get a chance to do SOMETHING this summer that seems fun. 4..and most expensive) GAS. For the cars. (and any extra car repairs, too)
    As I write this I am having a severely uncomfortable bout of heartburn. If I could even call it that. I ate too much at dinner and now all the food has enlarged my stomach, causing a lot of it to travel up my throat. As a result, I am having added pressure to the surrounding organs. Basically, I am having short pains in my heart area..like someone is stabbing me there. Through experience, I know it will go away when my stomach empties. Until then I either have to stand up or lie down. Basically because sitting causes extra squeezing. Logically, I know all of this but that doesn't help the little person in the back of my brain. Said little person is jumping up and down frantically while screaming.."YOU ARE GONNA DIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!" This little person also has a liking for chocolate milk. I think I will go shut her up now.....MMMMMM Chocolate milk!