Piggy Banking

I must admit I am facing a financial crisis.  Loans are surging, pockets shrinking but my body is still the same.  I am single at 32  or shall i say penuriously single.

It started when our internet business subsided and bills were the same.  I had to loan from the cooperative to help my father pay either the car mortgage, land tax, car insurance or for family projects and my laptop.  I never regretted it because it helped us a lot.

Having a loan however is like Pringles.  "Once you pop, you cant stop." So im getting less from my salary because the proceeds goes to the cooperative, my partner in life hehe.  Well,  I must do something or I will end up a spinster.  Because who wants to marry a penniless woman?

I called my aunt today to ask for advice regarding my project.  She hesitated and asked, "Are you finally getting married? Why do you want to raise pigs?"  I wonder if I sounded desperate on the phone.  Our house helper, Gen-Gen became irritated because every time I called her name I would tell her over and over about the details of my hog dispersal project or how she would like to participate.  So she would say, "pigs again?" Hehe I never stopped talking about the pigs.   I told my staff at work about what our helper said and I started to blab about the hog dispersal project and she just commented, "Ma'am no wonder your helper complained."

I miss my father.  Whenever he had something in mind, especially a project,  he never stopped talking about it and we planned thoroughly. 

I hope God will bless this endeavor.  This is one of my wishes in Wishing God's Wishes.  Not only will I earn money, my partners will earn too and it will help them alleviate their financial situation.  I will just buy the piglets and have 4 or five people raise them.  The conditions will be that my partners will feed the pigs and we will divide the profit after three months that it is sold in the market.  Its really not a bonanza.  It will not generate a whole lot of money but at least I earn an extra income other than my salary. 

I hope this is not the beginning of an end or the end of the beginning.  I am banking on my piglets.

Oink!