Posted by
cathleen carr on Aug 4, 2010 in
Grind |
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I had a good, old fashioned break-down last night. It was about money. It’s always about money. I don’t make enough of it. I never have. What sparked my emotional toilet flush was the realization – I’m always broke. Like a ton bricks hitting my head, I finally put two and two together. If someone is chronically anything for a decade — overweight,...