Dave Ramsay is fond of saying that when one doesn't have an emergency fund, Murphy moves into the bedroom. Got that right. Though in my case, Murphy landed in my kitchen. On my stove, to be exact.
There I was, mopping up a spill,lifting up the stovetop to make sure I got it all, when there was a crackling sound, the smell of burning rubber, and then smoke started coming out of the now-defunct LED panel. I know I'm not much of a cook, but this was ridiculous.
Sigh. My emergency fund has been defunct since April.
The repairs to the stove cost $285.
Which brings me to my current whine.
I save pennies. But Murphy brings major dollar expenditures.
I know this is an irrational feeling, but it makes me want to throw in the towel on all the penny-ante scrimping when the big money expenses wipe me out. Somehow, saving a few dollars here and there seems futile in the face of smoking stoves, worn out cars, etc.