Maybe actual poverty is the worst kind of poverty. I guess it depends on how poor you are. At least I'm working my way towards my goal on getting my finances back on track and getting my head above water for the time being. Only due to recent blessings do I feel I might be able to get back on track.
I might of talked about this already, but I've gotten my sleep patterns in order. Let's see if I can keep it up. I still feel very tired when I get home in the afternoon, but at least things are looking up. I have to admit I am really tired come the end of the day, but I'm toughing it out and staying awake.
Monday I got to work and noticed I had forgotten my wallet. Other than worrying about driving without a license, I don't have money for lunch today. I feel so naked without my wallet, kind of like I felt last week when I lost my watch and didn't wear a watch for days.
I had lunch with Ericka and after work joined her at her house. Her housemates got back from their cruise to Jamaica. We watched Journeyman and had dinner.
Tuesday work was starting to feel more like the norm and I still feel excited about what I'm doing, though I do stress about using the proper format and how exactly to bill correctly. I got home after work and planning to go out with my cousin, instead I slept the night away and woke up around 11pm. It brought back memories of working, going home, sleeping, staying up and repeat. I think this bothered other people a lot more than it bothered me, but I do admit this is not the routine I want.
no jacuzzi for me
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