|The sweet little yellow cafe is right next door. I love the|
yellow cookbook, but have not yet eaten at the cafe, as Dan and I
usually go off-season, when room rates are MUCH lower
and no long minimum stays required.
That at least one of our freelance writing paychecks should be coming this week, but we are living on pocket change at the moment, since we do not use credit cards?
That our mortgage is a bit late, but we will catch up?
Would you judge me, think less of me? I don't know, maybe you would. And maybe you should.
What if I admitted that I should not have let Punchy pick out that expensive chocolate today in Cape May--should have saved the $6.50 to refill the gas tank? [We bought a caramel/sea salt Lake Champlain Chocolates bar at charming little Louisa's Chocolate Bar for Punchy's friend J's birthday, plus spent nearly $14 on 6 bottles of glue at CVS. Glue is the present J requested--she and Punch are big into slime making. Punch sleeping over at J's tonight.] I used the end of the cash that I borrowed from Sis to get tofu and hazelnut milk for Figgy and regular milk at Whole Foods where, by the way, the rumors seem true; now that Amazon bought them, the prices are lower.
What if I shared that the cheapest thing you can get at Starbucks is a banana, $1.25 plus tax, bringing it to $1.33, so that is what I got just now? Along with ice water in my colorful, refillable Starbucks cup.
Well, I feel better telling you all this. Sometimes, this is the hard reality of living in a family with two freelance writers. Feast or famine, as a friend once said.
It's not fun, and it's not funny, but we muddle through. One year was painful; young Figgy needed to get that whole big list of school supplies, maybe for first grade? Our close friends, Anne and Michael, lent us the cash. We of course paid it back. But grateful!
I was able to scoot down to Cape May overnight with Punch because Sis was already renting a suite and a room for herself and Julie and Alex. So I stayed in Sis's room and Punch stayed in the suite.
We swam for a long time and sat in the hot tub for a long time, too. But outside, a storm was brewing. Sis also planned on treating us all to dinner and lunch and I felt very lucky. She is kind.