moongirl's Blog

I'm wanting carbs. I'm craving bread, white bread, with generous amounts of my favourite margerine (I cook with butter, I spread marge; obeying my taste buds, is all). This happened yesterday, and the day before. A few times recently I've also wanted to pop outside for a ciggie. I could, technically, do that, because I still have some in a drawer somewhere, but I know it would taste disgusting and the comfort I'm seeking would not be obtained. Just a few times, I've had that familiar feeling, that it's time for a ciggie. But I can't do that.

I usually have bread in the house, whatever else I don't have, but due to the bills getting the better of me yet again I have no bread and no cereals, only fresh fruit and a small chunk of cheese. There is pasta in the cupboard along with a couple of tins of sliced pears. I have nothing else other than teabags, instant coffee, artificial sweetener, a tiny bit of milk, and assorted condiments (mostly in the fridge). And this has to last me til Monday.

I have nine dollars and fifty cents in my purse. I have a health-related appointment on Friday that will consume $5.60 of that for bus fare, leaving me with $3.90 for everything else, til Monday. Knowing my luck, til late Monday afternoon. I definitely can't afford to buy any bread before then. Grrrr.

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