Hit the Streets

Well it seems that every time I get a little bit of money some damn body has their hand out to get it. I'm talking "gimme that cause your car insurance has already lapsed" or "slide that right down this way or else your lights are going out." Plus all these folks with their hands out have increased their fees by about $10 or $50 here and there. I mean I've been paying bills and scratching my head saying "I thought I paid them blah blah blah the last time." The cleaning lady had the nerve to call me today to ask if I wanted to put her on the schedule because they were giving a $20.00 discount. I kid you not ,when she tallied up what it would cost me it came out to $20 - $30 MORE than what I had been paying times before. I thought a discount was supposed to be deducted... needless to say her a$$ didn't get put on the schedule. Much to my chagrin because my house looks horrible. I have many many skills but cleaning house ain't one of them. I am woman enough to admit that! before you say your "mmm, mmm, mmms," be sure you can make a drop biscuit as good as me

Anyway, I am way off subject here. What does all this have to do with hitting the streets? Well, that's what I've had to do. I went down to the Westin Peachtree, a hotel in Atlanta, today and solicited strangers. I loitered in the halls and winked and smiled at every stranger that went by until they stopped to check me out. I made a few bucks because I am so very talented. No not whorin' or shakin' my rear end. my belly is way to big for me to make money doing that Just setting up my jewelry at the 9th Annual Refugee & Immigrant Women’s Leadership Conference. It was a nice event, and I am going back tomorrow. I even got a henna on my neck and boobies.

Concerning that bill mess, it is a Marvin Gaye day... "this ain't livin, nah nah nah"