There won’t be a money diary this week. I’m sorry. I keep sitting down to write it but this past week is a blank, an empty space where time should have been. I can’t remember what I did or who I saw or why (or when), and I can’t make it up because I’ve never made it up before and I can’t start now.
If I start making things up now, what’s to stop me from making things up forever?! I’d never admit to another McDonald’s again. And then what would the point be of any of it! There would be no point.
I haven’t been feeling great. That’s an understatement, but I’m Irish, so to say, “I’m feeling terrible” or even, “I haven’t been well” feels overly dramatic and attention-seeking. I haven’t been feeling great. I’m working on it. The money diary will – I promise – be back next week.
I ate McDonald’s twice last week, in case you wondered. I bought flowers in Trader Joe’s, arranged them at home, gave them to my sister. I can’t think of anything else noteworthy, but I’m sure it all added up to around $1,000.
It always does.
Sometimes it feels like I just can’t cope with my life.
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