Bill's last day at work

I woke up today to Bill dancing around the bed singing 'it's my last day!!'. I, on the other hand, was in a fetal position sucking on my thumb as images of us having to sell my last Fendi bag for food flashed before my eyes...

(Actually, Bill is getting a leave of absence from his firm so it won't be that bad, but not having income for a year is a bit scary)