It's turning out to be one of those times when the $$ is going to run out before the month does. Gail would not be pleased. I'm sure she'd be smackin' me upside the head if she were anywhere close by.
I suppose I could have declined the wedding invitation for this weekend but that wouldn't be much fun now would it? No indeedy! So instead of moping about watching my $$ grow wings and fly far far away I'm going to grab a bottle of vino, watch my friend's daughter become a newlywed and then dance my little freshly painted toesies off during the crazy caribbean party afterwards, fill my face with east indian cuisine, hoot and holler and make considerable merriment into the wee hours. I'm sure it will be a terrible time.
Then we'll spend the rest of the night partying at the motel where we're all staying, crash for a few hours, go out for a trucker's breakfast and go spend what's left of our long holiday weekend (we get a long weekend to celebrate a former Queen's birthday from 130+ years ago - go figure! ...not complaining!!) at the trailer where I'll read, recuperate from the festivities and figure out how I'll make it through one more week before it's payday again.
It can be done....it WILL be done...and I'll force myself to put a smile on my face and party like there's no tomorrow because isn't the world supposed to end on Saturday anyways??? So what the heck am I worrying about $$ for??
Happy weekend everyone!!