mothers on the verge

Oh, will this experiment never end... I am starting to bore myself with having to confront the evidence of my dreary daily routine. Bankruptcy is starting to look like an attractive alternative to penny-pinching penury. Questions I need to ask myself: Why do I never go anywhere except for Pret -a-Manger, Starbucks and the newsagent on the way home from work? Why do I eat and drink the same things every single day?Also, why do I rarely eat anything fruit-like during daylight hours? Why do I smoke so much? It's not like I have the excuse of the foolishness of youth anymore. Why isn't this the week that I'm doing something glamorous or even vaguely interesting? I do go out sometimes, honestly! Is the moon made of cheese? And if so, what kind (because if it's Gorgonzola I'm really not interested)? Does my hugely expensive flight to LA count for Saturday's blog post? I bought it a while ago but surely I can add it in just for a smidgen of added interest? Yes, no? ...

Having some scanning issues so you'll have to take my word for it but today was pretty wild on the splashing the cash front. Sadly all sensible expenditure which is never a huge heap of fun - my heart may yearn for Bond Street but necessity takes me to the supermarket... sigh... £73.33 at Sainsbury's for groceries and petrol for the car (big yawn) £1.50 for two Diet Cokes at Pret-a-Manger (yes, I am a creature of habit) £4.30 for lunch at Pret-a-Manger (ditto) £5.81 for a pack of Marlboro Lights from the newsagents A grand total of £84.94 ! That's pretty good for 24 hours. The funny thing is that I thought this experiment would make me realise how much money I waste on a daily basis. But it hasn't. It's just made me realise that my life is incredibly dull. This is my daily routine - drop the kids at school, go to work, only leave the office during the day for meetings, sneaky fag breaks or food raids at Pret (which I eat at my desk), come home, put the kids to bed, ...