Annemarie Schwarzenbach and Her Mercedes Mannheim in Berlin (Marianne Breslauer, 1932)
In San Sebastian (Marianne Breslauer, 1933)
In her early 30s (photo by Marianne Breslauer)
(I have no information about where she is or who took the image, but I love it)
Sleepy morning Friday Lester
The best bottle of red wine available at Trader Joes for under $5.
A few weeks ago, Jeanine and I had this idea that we’d post our bank account balances everyday—a kind of Joe Brainardesque account of our accounts. I’m sure we came up with the idea while discussing Kill List. Or, possibly, Joyelle McSweeney’s review of Kill List. It seemed like a great idea. It still does. But today, I have $18 and change in savings and a negative balance in my checking account.
It’s OK. There’s good beer in the fridge and a bottle of the best inexpensive red wine from Trader Joe’s (La Ferme Julien, 2012, which even James will endorse). I have a date tonight, and I hope she likes risotto, because a quick review of the pantry and vegetable drawer suggest that I have everything I need for a lovely lemon risotto with winter squash. Moreover, I have $45 in my wallet, which is more than enough to get me through a weekend of socializing, poet-style, all my bills have been paid, and I’ll get a paycheck on Tuesday.
It’s been a financially lean few months, and my account is overdrawn, but I still earn enough money to pay my bills. I have no family to support. I earn enough to go to Spain in February. And if I lose my job and can’t pay any bills and go bankrupt, it will be OK. I’ll eventually get another job, and it’s going to take me a good decade to have enough money to buy my house in Mexico or apartment in Spain, by then my credit will be repaired.