Breaking bad habits and making savings habits!
I'll never forget that look my father gave me. His lips pursed in frustration, eyes aflame, brow creased like a rusted piece of corrugated iron in ridges of displeasure. And that finger, shaking with rage, levelled at me. "No son of mine is going to be a dancer!" My mother, passive but shrewd in her neutrality, new full well that I wouldn't make it (there is a genetically-proven lack of rhythm in our family) and just smiled
Thursday, October 21, 2010
Breaking bad habits and making savings habits!
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