When I have money available to spend, I play this game called: "let's see how much I can spend before my bank account overdrafts." Handling money is like a game for me. I convince myself that spending a ton of it all at once is a great idea because I 100% have everything under control. Not the case. Same ol' thing happens:
I get paid. After paying some bills, I decide to go on an adventure, a SPENDING SPREE adventure. I make a stop at Goodwill, then CVS, then a few malls, then to the flea market to meet Lisa. I make sure to get everything I need, plus the things "I forgot I needed". I get home, sit on my bedroom floor and tell myself I need a massage. 52 hours and 48 minutes later, I get that cell phone bank notification: "You're account is -$234 short of funds." I then have a pity party, I pout. I act as if I didn't even see it coming.. like I had no idea I would eventually be free falling down that deep, dark rabbit hole of hopelessness again.
Good news is, I'm The Ragdoll and I somewhat know how to improvise (we will get to this later).