Retail Therapy

I used to scoff at the notion, but in the last few years I've learned just how true it can be... The other day, I pulled my new work clothes (ahem... and some CDs...) out of layaway. That same night I had to rectify the problem of new brown skirts, but no brown shoes. And with new work clothes, I really did need new makeup too... and I had promised DVDs to one of my soldiers...

So now, tonight, I'm on my way to go birthday shopping for Red - who told that kid she could get so big, anyway? NINE, fer cryin' out loud!! But I also need workout clothes, since I'm going to start going to the gym again. And maybe some more plastic containers, to start organizing my life (read: packing up my crap)... and a new file for just my grant stuff... and if the wait isn't too long, my color needed a touch-up... and... and...

I'm almost done, actually, and all the spending so far has been justifiable, except maybe the CDs and DVDs, which I think count as quality-of-life issues. I do have a trip to the eye doctor on my to-do list, and a trip to the dentist too, but not tonight. One large debt is paid off, another soon-to be. Life... is good.

Innit, though?