Shopping on a Prayer

I have to state that this eating 3 times a day 7 days a week does not agree with my budget in the slightest.

Milk is cow juice and cows eat grass that grows everywhere for free!
Why the heck does it cost so much and all its by products like butter, cheese and cream are not aluminium plated or wrapped in newspaper.

Have you had slight tremors and held your breathe as the teller rings them up with the passion of a serial terrorist bomber heading off to lala land.
Then the shock!
You fight back the tears and hand over your little plastic card and religiously chant as you wait for the machine to dial your bank. Please go through please go through.

I have a theory that more prayers are said at check out counters than any churches or religious centres. What does God do when He gets this flood of prayers and checks his Godberry to confirm that it is not in fact Sunday 09h30 but a weekday at 17h30?

I can only afford to have supper on Mondays, Wednesdays, Fridays and every alternate Sunday. Judging by my above average waist, minute compared to Sumo wrestlers, it may be assumed I steal from orphanages on the other days.

A friend told me to floss carefully and then hang the dental floss out to dry. The little string of flossbits apparently provide substantial protein for that last week before payday.
I do believe I have just lost my appetite.

Nite all.

23 June Wednesday

It was a good day at work with much achieved and finally putting my laptop to rest at 23h00. It was also a good day because a good friend sat me down and gave me a good talking to, basically in a nutshell told me to stop being so hard on myself and step back and look at the bigger picture.

I had become so bogged down with financial concerns and demands that I was slowly drowning and was not even aware of it. All my energy was going into making this situation workable, controllable and in the process I was destroying my health and sanity.

Does that happen to you as well? We become so involved in a problem that it takes over and becomes this monster we feed and drag around with us. So what is the solution? I need to kill this beast, put it to rest once and for all and move forward in my life. There is no other choice and I have to move ahead because to stay where I am now will be the death of me.

So a bounce in the step is required, a good look in the mirror and honest reflections of who I am and who I would like to be. Prayer is definitely required and so is my incredible circle of friends.

Positives for today, well lovely supper, a sweet sms from Simon and a 5 minute chat that ended up taking 2 hours.

Good night