I Don’t Get To Shop
Funny how people related to me think that just because I am on the computer all day that I spend all of my time shopping for things I can’t afford to buy. Really? And just how am I supposedly paying for all this stuff that I am supposedly shopping for?
I don’t have the option of just buying plus size lingere to wear for my man (if I had one) because I feel like it, or buying a new computer because I don’t like my current computer. I have to scrape and scrimp to buy even the yarn I use to crochet hats for the homeless. I’m not out buying CDs and DVDs and all that stuff like some of my relatives think I am.
I don’t know where my family gets this crap from. They had the same idea about me when my mom was alive. My mom had put me on her checking account for the specific purpose of my being able to write checks to pay the bills if she was in the hospital. Did I use the account? Yes, with my mom’s permission – to do the grocery shopping! Not once did I ever just go out and spend money out of the account willy nilly with no thought to the bills needing to be paid. But yet some of my family said that was precisely what I did. And people wonder why I don’t get along with my family!

