I am obsessing over career right now.
It's ridiculous. I have sleepless nights because of it. I think of things, I think of money and I think of things I want to buy with the money.
It's time to admit to myself. I want to be rich, or at least just financially-independent so that I can buy beautiful clothes, and invest in a nice condo and not have to save for such simple things as makeup or clothes or bags. I mean some women just buy a pair of shoes on the spot and I still have to freakin save for a pair of rubber slippers. Granted they're expensive rubber slippers but still.
I want I want I want.
Oh Lord.
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Oh dear. I hope the feeling passes soon. But, yes, I can totally relate too. And sometimes, it's hard to get rid of the wanting so much.
Hi Ma'am Hilda! Thanks for dropping by. I've moved over to www.theoldmemoryshop.wordpress.com. =D
About the wanting, oh man it never ends! I need to temper it.
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