So I was in bed before 9pm tonight as a reward to myself for doing something…I’m just not sure what yet. As I was taking off my make up I was thinking about the delights of finances. I don’t understand what I’m doing wrong. The more my partner and I earn the more broke we seem to be. I started questioning any reckless spending but I hate to admit to it- even to myself. What is it about money that makes everything so much more upsetting and embarrassing. We both work really hard but I don’t feel that there is such a thing as value for money anymore. I don’t feel I ever get a real and genuine bargain. I got some cereal the other day for my daughter and brother. It was 2 packs for £4…that’s hardly an offer…it’s bloody cereal and the packs weren’t even that generous. O begrudgingly paid for it at the till wondering if I had done the right thing. These thoughts of money bring me on to a more sensitive and controversial topic on benefits. Benefits in the UK are interesting and I don’t really understand the ind and outs of them as much as I try. I feel threatened by them and I have neverly relied on them either. I see positive in some of the changes that are due to come into force soon but I am also quite worried about them too. Benefits should be a last resort but I don’t feel that they are. Given my experience in work benefit claiming id classed as a full time job and hobby to some families and it’s a real shame- those who either do deserve it or have an unfortunate set if circumstances forced on them. The disability side of things really gets to me too…there are so many claims by people with disabilities who are not working and I don’t understand why. There is a job out there for almost everyone and sone times it’s about finding what’s right for you and work can be incredibly rewarding. People use their disability as an excuse and it gives baf press to others out there working or really suffering and experiencing serious difficulties. I was left speechless at the upset, unemployed people made to work for their benefits. I’m sure pound shops are degrading but hey it’s the least they can do. A bit of community work wouldn’t harm them at all and I don’t feel it’s an unreasonable request in general practice although it may need some further tweaking. There was a young female on the news who declared herself a dingle mother to two children and her actual words were “I didn’t choose this life”…I was a young single mother and I worked until a month before my daughter was due and put her in nursery and went back to work when she was 4 months old! How did that other mother “not choose” did she wake up one morning sacked and with two small children abandonded and chained to her?! She also called the work slave labour…clearly she has never held down 3 jobs at once; none of which particularly well paid! I’m pretty open to discussion on topics and maybe my thoughts are often a little out of line and controversial but I’ll always listen to the other side even if I don’t agree because there is often valid points I miss. I just feel strongly about my pride and hard work and despise the punishment most worker have to be pushed to dish out more and more, and that’s just to travel to work and back!