It seems that I overextended my budget a tad this month. The gas tank is empty. I have job interviews galore! But alas, no money for gas. The mileage money I get? I don't get it until the following month...
So I have to do what I haven't wanted to do in a long time. Well, scratch that-I always want to, but I refrain because I'm grateful. I pull out the emergency gas card that my dad pays the bill for, for a quick fill-up. Just this one time though!! I know he won't mind, but I'm supposed to be trying to do this on my own! The road to self-suffiency is not paid for with daddy's gas card...
About Me
- Brokemom
- California, United States
- Once Upon A Time, I was a Welfare Mommy. I put myself through college and became a Welfare Worker, all while keeping my sardonic sense of humor in check. Then I was diagnosed with Multiple Sclerosis, quit my job, and now stay at home and raise three kids, ages 17, 13, and 6. I can cook but can't "throw something together", I want to clean but procrastinate, but most of all I want to find myself.
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