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From today's PostSecret: It's true! I didn't get paid until I'd been here a month, so I went on an unintentional diet and part of my ass disappeared. Even now I have to be judicious at the supermarket. But reading spider88's posts translates into making sure I bought eggs yesterday (Friday was payday!), and lemme tell you scrambled eggs and buttered toast are a hella better breakfast than Cheerios in soy milk.
Still can't afford juice, or ice cream, or booze, but that's probably just as well.
Living paycheck-to-paycheck isn't viable long-term, but this isn't a long-term job. My bills are paid, on time. And Maybe Next Paycheck I can join the gym, schedule a dentist appointment, register my car...
I did splurge on cat food yesterday. Royal Canin instead of the compressed sawdust that's so cheap at Walgreens but which the cats hate. They attacked the new food like Shaolin. So I'm no longer accidentally abusing my cats with bad food.
Started buying bologna (99 cents a package) to feed the two strays that live on the roof of the adjacent building. I call them Peaches and OJ because of their coloring. (You can tell family trees among the strays, as there are only a few coloration patterns, repeated - not unlike the fairly small pool of surnames here, which are combined as [dadsname]-[momsname].) I think this seals my fate of Crazy Cat Lady who dies alone and gets eaten by her beloved moggies.
Still can't afford juice, or ice cream, or booze, but that's probably just as well.
Living paycheck-to-paycheck isn't viable long-term, but this isn't a long-term job. My bills are paid, on time. And Maybe Next Paycheck I can join the gym, schedule a dentist appointment, register my car...
I did splurge on cat food yesterday. Royal Canin instead of the compressed sawdust that's so cheap at Walgreens but which the cats hate. They attacked the new food like Shaolin. So I'm no longer accidentally abusing my cats with bad food.
Started buying bologna (99 cents a package) to feed the two strays that live on the roof of the adjacent building. I call them Peaches and OJ because of their coloring. (You can tell family trees among the strays, as there are only a few coloration patterns, repeated - not unlike the fairly small pool of surnames here, which are combined as [dadsname]-[momsname].) I think this seals my fate of Crazy Cat Lady who dies alone and gets eaten by her beloved moggies.