Quicky
So, this every day posting stuff is getting hard now. I knew it would, starting about now. Holidays really are official now. I have friends coming in town tomorrow. As a matter of fact, once you count all the different invitations I’ve wanted to accept or people who were just going to come by tomorrow, I’ve been officially quintuple booked for the weekend. We’ve whittled it down a bit, but it’s still going to be a whirlwind of activity over the next few days.
All of this, on no money and no immediate prospects for more! And Christmas is next month! HOORAY! Money is my bane. It stresses me out so much when it’s tight that I can barely function. I have this overwhelming need to have it coming in, in amounts far larger than I’ve seen in quite some time. And Chris isn’t nearly so avaricious as I am. So, I’m afraid I’m going to become a monomaniac until the short term crisis is resolved. I’ll do my best not to be an utter jerk to my family and friends in the meantime, though. Just forgive me and understand that one of my biggest triggers has been pushed.
And that’s all I have time to post today. In the 7 minutes I allotted myself, I prattled about being stressed about money. That pretty much says it all. This has to get fixed, post haste. Else how will I justify my spiffy shooting star boots when I’m picking up a welfare check?