Just one of those days. I feel so poor and broke. We drove to my In-Laws for a wonderful Christmas and even stopped in to see an old friend and her family. It was a wonderful trip. Unfortunely it literary put us in the red from the gas alone. Now I struggle to find the balance between being rich in 'things' some good such as food, shelter and family and the fact our bank accounts are emptied.
So here I sit with Bonnie curled in my lap contemplating what to do next. We are out of drinking water, I'll have to dig up some change and drive to town to get some. Thankfully at 59 cents a gallon the 15 gallons I buy every couple weeks is under $10 dollars.
Why does is always come back to money?
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