Damn you, Murphy.

I must now come to terms with a truth about myself, I am a pathological impulse spender. Ironically so too. I resisted a credit card for the longest possible time knowing that the 'luxury' of free money would be too tempting to resist when those shoes winked at me or when that last round becomes three. Christmas 2012 came … Continue reading Damn you, Murphy.

Who Am I?

I was meant to see Les Mis with B over the weekend but the timing was off so we had some good girly catch up time instead. After discussing work, relationships, finances and everything in between I really recognised my luck. As an odd duck I realise I am not everyone’s cup of tea which … Continue reading Who Am I?