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Call the Waahmbulance!
There is a queasyness in my stomach all day, a prickle of fear on my shoulders, and the same thoughts arrive each evening when I lie in my bed. Regardless of what I do, or rather not do, people take more money out of my account than I can save in order to get out of debt by the end of the year. Why the end of the year? Because that is the end of my current employment, and there is no other yet in sight.
I'm starting to hate turning over every cent twice before I spend it, or rather, not spend it.
One day, I will have a safe employment and regular paycheck, and will be able to look back at this and say yes, I know what it's like. But damn, let this be over already.
I'm starting to hate turning over every cent twice before I spend it, or rather, not spend it.
One day, I will have a safe employment and regular paycheck, and will be able to look back at this and say yes, I know what it's like. But damn, let this be over already.
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and when you have an abundance of left over money you willl habve the time of your life spending it.
On shoes.
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HELL yes.
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*huge hugs*
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Me? Brilliant? I think you have me confused with someone else. ;)
*hugses back*