There was an anguished message from the minor godlet yesterday.
Due to the above mentioned miscalculation he has spent all the money he had thought he was saving to live on for the next six weeks.
So what's to do? Let him starve? I don't think so.
Something strange has happened to my head since I took my new, lower paid job. Suddenly I feel as if money doesn't matter. That if I see something to spend my money on, I should go ahead and spend.
Before this I was a complete miser, more keen to count my shillings than spend them, so I'm a bit puzzled at what's happened. The answer may be that last month I committed myself to the most expensive holiday I've ever paid for, and know that even the deposit will have to come out of my savings account. And somehow that seens to have broken my lifelong taboo on overspending.
Let's hope we all enjoy the holiday, and that I'm not in debtor's prison the following week.
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