between my wallet and new york city

In preparation for my trip to New York next week to live-blog the BlogHer 2010 conference, I have issued a moratorium on spending. And not just unnecessary spending. I am currently driving on fumes. I just ate canned spiced peaches from Thanksgiving. When I run out of coffee on Sunday, I will be drinking what's left of the Christmas blend that's been in my pantry since, well, Christmas.

Last night, in the process of mapping out my menu for the next week to make sure that I could put together a dozen or so meals with only the items inside my home right this instant, I realized that there is a disturbing correlation in my life between the city of New York and the state of abject poverty.

So this weekend, I'll be cleaning my house, reading, snacking on stale two-month-old Tostitos and various other pasttimes that do not involve opening my wallet. Jealous? You, too, can be poor. Dream big, kids.


cheers,
elizabeth