I think the weather has the ability to really eff with a person's mood. Why is it then, I want to move to moody Seattle and dreary Londontown?
Today, I just felt like I should resign myself to dreaming and make a career out of something. Sure I'd be miserable for the rest of my days but so what? I'd have security....
Then I smacked myself.
I'm sure I would die. If I really really did that...I would die. Its just...I'm really broke this week. I missed 2 days of work and my check is reflecting that. Iknow God will make a way and I can stretch the hell out of a dollar. But...there are THINGS I want. Like black lame leggings from Torrid for $25 or to be able to buy movie tickets for me and my friend today. Or say I'm going to London in September instead of drooling over the airfare on BritishAirways.com ($525 round trip right now...)
What's worse is that I'm the reason behind all my troubles. Me. I haven't been wise in my spending.
Yet, I keep making the same mistakes over and over again. Why? Why! Why?!
I don't know.
I have to resolve in myself to change.
You can't spend like you're Rihanna when you have a budget like Rapunzel!
Arrrgh! It'll be okay...
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