At 8.30 am I woke to the sound of my alarm clock. I was due on placement at 10 am but on Wednesday I almost passed out because the office has no air conditioning. Today it’s even warmer than Wednesday so there was no way that I was going to sit in an office a green house and sweat my life away… not for anybody.
But I didn’t go back to bed, no. I got up and pottered around the house for a bit. I replied to endless amounts of e-mails, and went through my reader at a fairly slow pace. Then I decided to check my bank balance. What a way to depress you into oblivion.
I have $45 to last me until Monday. I have petrol to buy, and my phone bill to pay. This leaves me with $3 for the whole weekend. Go me? I resigned myself to the fact that I’d just spend the time doing cheap things i.e. gardening, reading, and crawling under the covers. But wait. Then I opened my little budget spreadsheet, and felt even more depressed.