Thanks to the change in my marital status, there’s going to be some belt-tightening that’s got to occur around here. For example, I just went downstairs and as no-one is there, I turned off the TV and all of the lights which had been left on by Nicky. He finds bills incredibly cheap as he doesn’t pay them, so fails to see what the fuss is about.
The most horrible thing that could happen to me would be if I have to get a job outside the house. I was telling my mom that I’d run into some former colleagues who contract to the government. I told them about my fruitcake business, which they seemed to ignore, and they said they were always looking for people and to give them a call.
I said to them with a bit of embarrassment, “Um, it’s probably not going to be a good idea because I can’t actually be anywhere at a set time.” This took them back a bit, but I explained in as friendly a manner as possible that with my firm gym schedule, and the other things I have to do, it’s really hard for me to find the time to fit in a job.
Here’s an example. I did some research on Biore pore strips, and bought a box of them. I wanted to get rid of the blackheads in my nose, so used one of the strips and it actually worked. This made me try the strip on other areas, and by the time that was all done, you can imagine there’d be no time to race to some silly-assed job.
I grew up in a house where nothing was wasted, and being frugal was a normal way of living. Sadly our generation lost all of that. As we know, the great economic strides that were made during our lives have contributed to the downfall of the Earth, so it’s probably good to be forced to cut back a bit.
And can you believe, I have no difficulites living like that, but it’s the mammals I live with who balk at cost-saving measures. I won’t malign Nicky any further, but have to say the dogs and their chi chi food, as well as the cats and their finicky appetites, are a large financial burden.
However, I’m certainly not going to get rid of the kid or the pets, as they’re now my sole hobby. With no money for the Number One hobby, which as you know is to shop, I now have to dote on those around me for something to do. I’ve walked the dogs every day, and that’s good for all of us.
In case you’re wondering, the fruitcake business was good, but again, not the banner year I keep expecting. It all starts out with such promise in November, then those last cases just sit here, waiting for homes and never getting adopted.
Never mind. My only resolution for this year is to be less rigid and more open to suggestions and ideas. Perhaps as a result of that, money will absolutely pour my way, and the Earth-destroying hedonism can return.