- know that feeling? When you’re juuust about to drop over the edge? I’m talking finances, not mental sanity, though it seems the two are closely linked.
What idiot was it that said that money doesn’t make you happy? Me, I’d gladly settle for rich in an unhappy sort of way. I don’t think there is any major problem in my life that huge amounts of cash wouldn’t solve at the moment. I may be hugely misled, but problem-free seems pretty d*** close to happy to me.
I don’t care about Vegas vacations, luxury or new clothes. I just want the people that owe us money to cough up, so that we can honor our obligations. “Yes, but…” only cuts so many times when you’re talking to mortgage/bank people.
Can’t think why. Every scrap of history tells them that we will make good. Just this once, why not cut us some slack? With property prices as they are, it’s in their interest (pardon the pun) too.
I still sleep at night. I’m weird that way.
Stumble it!
