The family held our Annual General Meeting over supper and it remains to be a harrowing experience, even for someone as slick as me. Sticky and touchy issues like spending too much money, saving too little money, where to get money in the future, why are all our maids so lazy and scared shitless of my mom, is my dad buying too much fruits, will I bring my brother to court to fight out our meagre inheritance, why is my finances in a mess, why is my hair in such a mess were fought out in the best diplomatic sense. The meeting can thus be concluded as a succes as no family ties were cut nor were any death threats made. In fact, my brother even returned me $25, making me slightly jovial despite the issues about my hair. Slight shocker, but I'm going to spend money the way my brother spends money, meaning, not spending at all. We'll see how that works out..., or not work out.
I hope my nose lets up soon. It's making me breathless, cranky and I can hardly stand to be around myself.
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