day 7...

...i think... that it is. day 7.  i mean.
enter my world, and welcome... to money hell. yes, i was raised in a faith that described hell as a damnation, a burning, and even though it was hot hot hot it is not the hot you or i want!
no.
my nightmare, compulsion, angst, addiction, problema, etc. now is unravelling at the speed of light and completely and all encompassing and everything ism'd money related!
ha!
had you fooled, didn't i? and you thought it all had to do with a HIM. no. and wrong. and. period. and not mine. (the period).
no. money insanity. counting change. counting sheep. losing sleep. counting the days till mortgage, taxes, insurance are due.
oh! you say. what great problems! at least you have a mortgage! oh. spare me a kind word you who are not so feint of heart-for I, who ache to muster a barb forthwith in your direction with an appropriate shakespearean retort!
alas, i am not shakespeare and shakespeare i am aware did not write a blog and from what i know, did not own a computer, either!
so. let's get down to it. the money triage. keeps me awake at night, yee, with the worry and doubt and frettiness of it all.