I don't think I'm meant for journalistic greatness if I can't keep this up. And I haven't really been keeping it up so...tralala.

Looking for a job, and a house, and a car. (and balance too would be nice) It's funny because a week ago I thought I had all those things in the bag and ready to go. So I slacked off and thought that if I just smiled and let the wind blow( like I usually do) , the gods would bring me all the earthly pleasures I deserve.
Well I guess that means I deserve to be all stressed out about money?
I'd like to believe that I have good fortune when it comes to money. My family in general has been lucky with the green stuff in the long run and I think karma has a hell of a lot to do with it.
When I was born the only reason why my dad couldn't apply for food stamps was because he was a white male. Even though our fridge was empty, my parents were unemployed and living in a PG county HUD home just like the best of them.
Call me against the traditional liberal grain of my generation.. but that's majorly fucked up...

So it took awhile(a decade or so actually) for our application to the Karma department to go through, but when it did I think some of the pixie dust fell on me. So I'm relatively good with money. Not that it comes flying at me like metal clippings to a magnet but I just don't usually worry about it and things work themselves out.
But now, I hate to say it but I'm panicking. and it's usually against my money rules to panic, because I think people who panic about money don't work the energy in their favor, so I'm trying to breathe and trying to look at it all in perspective but at the end of the day....I'm allowed to worry a little right?

So I'm worrying right now as I'm writing this...and hoping (ever so gently) that karma hurries along with all the people who deserve it's grace more than me.
Maybe in time for midterms?
Or Christmas?

~gloria