I knew it was just a matter of time. The clerk at one of the local feed stores remembered the name of the well-loved and dirty sheep stuffed animal that our youngest child carries around the franch, and everywhere. It isn’t “lamb,” “sheep,” “fluffles,” “whitey,” or “lovey.” It’s “baa-baa.” And, the clerk said hello to “baa-baa” today. Do you know what that means? It means we spend way too much money at the feed store. It’s the first serious sign that we are on our way to bankruptcy. The next sign we are one step closer to life on the streets will be when the clerk memorizes our phone number which she enters at check out. Thankfully, she keeps switching the last two numbers, for now. It just isn’t going to be easy to spend less as we are addicted to our franch life with all of our animals. I guess the simple solution to going broke is to find a way to make more. In the meantime, I’ll choose denial by getting a new lovey for our child and changing our phone number.