I work in a diner, get up early and I’m on my feet until about three o’clock most days waiting on tables. Sometimes I change shifts with another girl.
We both don’t get paid until Friday, get paid biweekly. That kind of sucks when you work for very little money plus tips.
I have dreams, would like to be a real writer someday, go back to college, earn real money and live in a place that has heat in the winter and also hot water. I don’t get much of that where I am.
What I get is living paycheck to paycheck.
I won’t smoke much this week – can’t afford to buy another pack. Ramen Noodle Soup will be my dinner most nights. No diet pop for me, water will have to do.
I don’t want to complain. I gotta job, a lot of people around me don’t including my two sisters who I can’t help much, because I can hardly help myself.
Living paycheck to paycheck makes it hard to have those dreams but sometimes I think those dreams are the only thing I’m holding on to.
Karen @ The Hood