And a couch.
And a chair.
And a coffee table.
And an end table.
And another end table.
And a painting.
And another painting.
Shoot.
I think I have a problem.
It's called compulsive spending.
I must go now. I have a date with Suze Orman. It's more like a beating. She is going to beat my spending desire right out of me. I'll let you know how it goes...maybe you should try it sometime.
Oh, I forgot! My spending got cured when I got laid off!
Hmmm, but, I had to go and get another job...
I needed new clothes for my new job. So I bought a pair of jeans...
And another pair of jeans.
And another pair of jeans.
And a shirt.
And another shirt.
And a pair of shoes.
And another pair of shoes.
And, oh let's just keep this simple, I bought 2 more pair of shoes...and one more shirt...and luggage...and a purse....
Crap, I think I need to keep that date with Suze Orman.
I'm gonna have bruises...the emotional kind...sigh...Calgon, take me away!
*Certain spendings may have been exaggerated for entertainment purposes.
**Guilty bloggers may write side-notes that are lies to ease their conscience.
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