A while back I wrote about my impulse shopping problem. I actually thought I might have it licked, but I’ve learned that it’s a little harder than I thought.
I’m not buying expensive gadgets and things now — a hard habit to break since I’m such a gadget queen — but somehow it didn’t cross my mind that I can nickel and dime — or maybe dollar and five-spot — myself in the same damn way.
A nice cold soda, a hot little iPad app, a downloaded song. They add up, much to my chagrin. So I guess I’ll have to double down on this spending thing.
I still don’t have a full time job, but the freelancing is working out fairly well. It’s gonna get me sooner or later, but here’s hoping that full time gig kicks in sooner rather than later.
COBRA is just fucking expensive, y’know.
So, the floor is still lava, and that just sucks. Doesn’t seem to bother the Big Gray Kitty any. He can just walk around on the backs of the furniture. There’s not a clean work-around for my spending problem.
Ah well. Time to start treating this thing like an addiction, much as it gets my goat to admit it.