bed, bills and booze

Oh, Hi there. It’s friday and I just got my pay. And I should be happy, right? I should be jumping up and down. I should be in Cloud 9. But I am not because my back hurts so bad. I hate my bed. Unlike before,the moment I hit my head on the pillow I’m out like a light. 

But now since my bed is sort of worn out (probably by my pressing weight), it’s hard for me to find a comfortable position. I twist and turn and next thing I know is it’s already 3:00 a.m. Thus, when I wake up it’s either I can’t move coz I’m in this human pretzel position or because I’m in this temporary state of paralysis because my back hurts sooooo bad. I don’t know if my spine needs to be realigned or something.  I’m seriously contemplating on buying a new mattress. But I’m really in this financial discipline-mode so my other option is to sleep in the sofa or maybe on the floor. Also, I’m thinking about ACUPUNCTURE.Wouldn’t that be like superpoke in real life????

*Wait, one minute. Someone’s at the door*

Oh, Hello  Globe Bill. Sometimes, my month’s pay just slides to the different sectors of the government, to dues and to savings (crosses fingers).. And so you end up having to stretch 500 pesos for an entire week.  I can never be an economist. Plus, the ploy to runway from Christmas might backfire. It’s time to think of plan B.

Later there will be this sober club thingy. And I’d be babysitting. So I can’t drink that much. We don’t want the neighbors to call the police on us, right Eirene?