Ok, it's time to call Eddie Hobbs in, I think.
I have a friend who's extremely organised (anal, by my standards, but hey, it's working for her better than me): she knows what she earns and what she spends and keeps track of it all on spreadsheets and keeps her receipts and claims tax back etc. She is sensible and adult.
I do none of these things, even though I know I should. I file things into piles and forget where they are. I never know what I'm going to make in any given month and don't keep a record of it. I use my Visa and don't put it all back on to the account, so I have a huge debt, all the time. I can never remember how much my mortgage is for. I'm a child!
But today, my husband and I have taken the cake - we were convinced we'd signed up for a 7 year fixed rate term on the mortgage, but it seems we did not, only 5. I rang them today and made them check the hard copy. Dur. So now our mortgage will be an extra €200 more per month.
It's so depressing.
It seems I need a full time job. And Mary Poppins...