Cinderfuckinrella

I have $1.62 to my name, a beer in the fridge and toppings for a mini baked potato. 

Yesterday my boyfriend and i made homemade pizzas from 2 pieces of toast, tomato sauce, cheese and Italian seasoning.

It was Awesome.

And today we will take every scrap we can find left in the cupboards and call it sloppy seconds... 

You don't have to tell me i'm rich because i already know i am.

Having no money is no fun, but making life work when you have no money, now that's the fun part. I've lived off $100 for the past month or so and thankfully i have no bills so its been possible for me. As for Chris, he has mega responsibilities as to where his money goes so he has no money either. Soo i'm going to state this bluntly..

$100 ain't S H I T!!!

We're using napkins for TP, potatoes are involved in EVERY meal... breakfast, lunch, dinner... SNACKS  you name it we're eating slop like a soldier back in Nom. I haven't worn make up for a week and i lost my contacts so i'm wearing my broken eye glasses from Jr High! I got chipped nail polish, knots in my hair and loose sweatpants.

But life's good.

I still get to wake up next to Chris every morning, we still cook together and laugh over the smoke alarm going off. We still get to enjoy a cool dog who stares at the wall and we still fight over listening to heavy metal music and Louis Armstrong. He still kisses me and hugs me and just now he roamed in and said "You look your best even at your worst" (needed that) and Tonight? Well tonight we'll be robbing someones Netflix account and watching a movie while eating more potatoes.

I write this because tomorrow everything will change. My $1 will multiply by many and we will have a reason to get dressed up and dine like white folk... saying goodbye to these bittersweet moments of survival. 

Call Me Cinderfuckinrella.