'I'm tired of Love: I'm still more tired of Rhyme.
But Money gives me pleasure all the time.' - Hilaire Belloc.
The pay day cometh and thank the lord and all his angels that it is so. Being a Tupperware Queen all month has been really quite trying; the novelty wears off quicker than you would think. So, just two more days of being as poor as a church mouse, then back to just being as poor as a girl who can afford the occasional lunch out and buy new shoes.
Which is great, as I have seen the shoes and I simply must have them. I must have them before they go out of stock. It is a matter of supreme urgency.
Counting the minutes, the seconds…
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