Getting my sh*t together, by m


Since J called me out on a previous post about DIY, I decided I should give some of it a try.

I find that one of the biggest challenges about waiting tables is that more than half the money you make, you earn in cash. It’s never deposited into your bank account like a normal pay cheque, and there isn’t really a way to keep track of how much bacon you’re bringing home.  Typically, I spend all my tips instead of hitting up an ATM, but I’m currently saving up for some big ticket items (a flight home for a friend’s wedding, snow tires, winter boots and a winter coat, to name a few) and I realize that I can’t afford to squander my tips on nail polish and lattes.

So, a la Gail Vaz-Oxlade, I got my sh*t together and painted up some mason jars (I hear J is a fan of mason jars), and labelled them with my goals. Voila!


About weywardsisters

The Three Weyward Sisters first appeared in Shakespeare’s “Macbeth”. It turns out we have more in common with these “weird” sisters than we thought. In the Shakespeare play the sisters represent darkness, chaos and conflict. We’ll leave it up to you to decide which of us represents each. They also usually show up to mark impending doom. Well, we certainly hope that our presence on this little corner of the Interwebs doesn’t mean impending doom for anyone. However, we find our commonalities with the witches in other ways. To be weyward means to be willful, disobedient and to turn away from what is “right or proper”. Those who know us would whole heartedly agree – we are three weyward sisters. We are three headstrong, stubborn (some more than others), obstinate and willful sisters. Read at your own risk.

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