I had a bit of a eureka moment today.
I realised that amidst all my grumbling and fear of financial woe, the Universe or God of Abundance has been looking after me and I've been turning a blind eye. My main worry has been how I'm going to feed myself this winter when most of my reduced income is going straight out on bills and debts. My food budget may end up as little as £50 a month, and that terrifies me. It occurred to me that over the past week I've been treated to dinner by my aunt, had a free meal using a voucher I had saved, was treated to dinner tonight by my friend Andy who is working as a food critic, completed two mystery shopping visits and got dinner on both occasions, won a hamper with two vegetarian pies in a competition, and today the survey company sent me three new varieties of wholesome soups to sample for lunch and review over the next few days (I'll be paid for doing this too). All this free food is finding its way into my belly at a time when my brain is screaming out to the Universe to feed me. My wee prayers and needs have been met one day at a time. I'm not going to go hungry after all.
As my granny would've said — I'd get a piece at anybody's door.
Thank you friends, family and Universe for watching out for me.