Life as a sponge

I'd like to think that when possible I am a genuinly generous person, who gives what I can when I can to those I love and while it feels natural to sponge of one's parents (since I've been doing it since birth) I find it difficult to do so from friends.

Today I went on a lovely outting into our fair sunny city with my friend Lou and we enjoyed a lovely coffee, she had her latest tattoo done and then we caught light fetish shopping and some lunch and popped into Glebe for a spot of gelato... Only problem was all I paid for was to get my sweet self in and two scoops of gelato!

I know she said she'd shout me lunch, and the day was truely exceptional but truth is all this letching is starting to depress me a little.

I want to earn money, granted I also want to loafe about in the city with my friends but I have a spending problem and can't help myself. The need to spend has overcome me and I cannot resist spending my last twenty bucks to my name on a scoop of gelato and a diet coke.

I have resolved my New Years New Job New Life plan of attack to be;

1. Budget & Pay off credit card

2. Try to aim for quality clothes and shoes, supplementing wardrobe only occasionally with bargin cute things.

3. SAVE MONEY.

This all presupposes that I EVER find a job, and cease being boringly unemployable with expectations that are apprently too high although totally attainable if I try hard enough.