I cannot stand not having money.
I know that sometimes I overreact, but when my money starts getting funny, I get frustrated.
Right now, there's a woman asking me for money... I've owed it for a while, but the thing is that not a week goes by that I don't think about it. I know I owe it. Stop asking for it. When I have it, trust me, you'll be the first to know.
I've promised to pay her $20 every couple weeks until I pay it all. This will be money that I will not use to eat. Hmph. Those who know me know that I don't not eat.
Inshallah, I work tomorrow evening. Everybody make dua/pray/send good vibes for Lots and Lots of customers who tip well. And frequent breaks.
This is why I do not borrow money except under extreme duress... look where it gets me.
I'd go dancing, except my foot was operated on recently. I need to feel happier.
Love and peace, love and peace. Pray for me.
**Sherry. Lost your livejournal addy. Please send it to me! Thank you!**