I`ve just spent half of what I earned by selling my old Toyota, to buy dresses.
Yes. Dresses.
Cocktail dresses, knitted dresses, maxi dresses, prom dresses, petite dresses. In size 34, 36, 38, 40 and 44.
I`m not sure whether I`m a nutcase, downright hilarious, – or a bloody genius.
But I`m pretty nauseous, to say the least.
Frankly, they`re not even mine. The money, I mean. Really, I should`ve given them to the ones who brought me into this world. For the electricity, this winter. Bathtub- water. Bathroom heating cables. For enjoying light at 7 pm in the evening. I wouldn`t say I`m all dependent on my parents. However, the electricity costs were high, the winter was harsh, – and I lost a significant single- mother benefit.
Apparently, I had been a single mother for too long.
(It`s nice to be reminded. In case one forget)
Yes. Life can be a real bitch sometimes.
But at least, you get creative.
Or slightly or somewhat mad.
Essentially, what happened was that the renting in May was quite the success. That was when I decided to rent out a couple of national costume dresses, – which in the end resulted in a pretty nice income. And yes, shockingly enough, I managed just fine on national day with cotton fabric from China. Not to mention, these money contributed in getting my car its long- awaited exhaust pipe. An exhaust pipe for this precious car, which now, a couple of weeks later, is sold.
All the same, it felt good.
The money felt good.
And now, I wanna have more.
Chances are I`m going be a single mother next year as well. The electricity expenses tends to be stable. Overall health issues, and beloved back, need more time. And sure, it would be nice paying my own bills.
If not, I can always get myself a room- mate, split my house into flats or even sell a bunny.
There is always a way. Maybe the guy renting my garage have to pay more. Maybe I don`t need a car so soon. Maybe I`ll auction off a kidney.
I`m not leaving my house. That`s for sure.
My home.
Our home.
My anchor point.
It might seem shallow, materialistic, – but it means everything.
I`ll stay there until I die.
I`m gonna grow old with my house.
So, Goddamn, I`m gonna rent out dresses morning, midday and noon!
And there`ll be cookies, of course.
And soy latte. Vegan latte.
Nespresso, espresso.
Course ground coffee.
Laughter and joy.
Who wouldn`t want that?
And If worse comes to worst. If business is slow.
If no one wants to dress up.
If no one wants to go to prom.
Then, at least, I get to wear prom dresses regularly.
Turquoise at noon
and pink at night.
(Who wouldn`t want that?)