It seems that lately each month brings a new financial low here at ITF headquarters. Let me clarify, a new low in income that is, but a new high in expenses. It has been just unbelievable.

Due to this unfortunate phenomenon as well as some other circumstances, I’ve had the occasion recently to revisit the old budget. Some things need to be tightened down and readjusted. And one cut in particular pains my heart at its deepest levels.

A category which had been spiraling out of control was eating out. So no more. Slash. Cut.

I’m going to be in denial for quite some time, I think.

The last while I have really been wanting to go to Cracker Barrel. And Ryans. And that place in Bristol that Bill told me about. Not to mention going back to the Blue Gate for more ham. And what about grabbing a hamburger now and then?! It’s almost too much to fathom.

If you call us up and propose visiting a restaurant, we’re going to say no. Regretfully. Certainly not because we don’t want to.

Unless you’re buying!!!

So Morgan, nope. Not anymore.

You know what though, if I pay with a credit card. . .!!!