Young, Fabulous and Broke-ish

23 Mar 2009

3:35 pm

I am having the hardest time not shopping! I mean the spring/depression sales in NYC are amazing child! I am seriously having to sprint past shop windows—lest a new Louboutin style whisper my name.

Plus, ever since he got pinked, Mr. Fix'r has been taking Macrobiotic cooking classes (along with every other adult ed class in the New School catalog). And even though, yes, it has caused me to question his heterosexuality on several occasions, the diet has done amazing things for my ass which, of course, makes me want to shop even more than usual! Alas, a few late nights spent watching that spooky-tan hag, Suze Orman, shake her finger and bark "you KEEANT afford it!" has ruined spending for me—at least temporarily.  You know how she always says you should have six months to a year of living expenses saved just in case, and how hearing that always makes you laugh diet coke through your nose because it's such an insane/impossible suggestion? And how without a sugar daddy or a plain old Daddy, pretty much all the women you know could survive approximately three weeks without a paycheck, since they spend everything on their wardrobes? No? Well maybe the women are deeper in Wyoming or wherever the hell it is that you live, cause I know some serious ass-kicking, promotion-earning, bonus-getting women and I think I've painted a fairly realistic picture of their financials. Eh—at least I'm in good company right? Shudder.

So anyway, my new goal is to save approximately three months worth of living expenses—which, let's face it, would really qualify as a year's worth in any other area of the country. I'll keep you posted.

Side note: I am traveling next weekend with... wait for it... Naomi and Mr. Man. I know!! The absolute worst possible pairing on earth!  I'll tell you more when i know more, but I already know that Naomi and I are sharing a room due to budget tightening. So that will probably be just the chastity belt I need to stave off any how-did-I-get-here shag accident with Mr. Man.

Right? Am I right?

Tumbleweeds...

Written by: Career Girl

My name is Career Girl and this is my blog. I write mostly (but not always) about my experiences at work. I hope that by writing about work I will stop wanting to kill everyone there. So far, no dice - but hope springs eternal right?