In between

Suddenly I started to miss work. Well ... more like missing the money really. I could be a full-time bum if they paid me well enough.

Don't you just hate feeling guilty everytime you walk into a shop and buy a dress not knowing when your next paycheck is coming in? Or hold out on buying that pretty pair of shoes that's been calling your name everytime you walk by? Or ordering the cheapest thing on a menu?

Although bumming around has it's perks. Late nights and no early mornings. No need to brave the horrendous traffic or slave-driving bosses.

But I want shoes! Dresses! Holidays! Me wants lots of things!

*slaps self into reality*