I'm starting to feel a little bit of stress related to the possibility of moving. At first I was really excited... because who wouldn't want to live in a shiny new place? I do. I really really do. However, I am starting to realise that this really isn't going to work out the way I want it to. The problem is... money.
The bottom line is that I just don't make enough of it. Not nearly enough. I might as well get paid in actual peanuts... at least then I would always have food around. I have rent, car payments, insurance, cell phone, regular phone, cable and internet bills, visa and a student loan to pay off. And then I am still supposed to be able to eat afterwards. I suppose I can stop having fun altogether and never go out, never buy anything that is not edible and never eat at restaurants. Then I can afford to pay more in rent. That sounds like a pretty fun life, no?
I hate money. It gives me anxiety. If I am not careful, I might start getting anxiety attacks again. I really, really hate money. I guess now I just have to wait for my parents to win the lottery... because I certainly shouldn't be spending my precious pennies on lotto tickets. Grrrr.
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