I still can’t believe how blessed I am to have all this work. I keep hearing about so many people’s nightmares finding work and am grateful not to be there. Granted, I’m still using savings to cover part of my expenses this summer, but the fact that my job at Polaris continues throughout the year and has potential for growth is just fantastic all-around.
So fantastic that I’ve gone a little nuts.
Good God, y’all.
I had planned, if I got enough work, to finally buy a bunch of much-needed clothes. And so, they are budgeted for. Thing is – I already spent $200 on Modcloth.com and I haven’t even started that job yet. *gulp*
I’ve made out my whole list and should be able to get everything on it. I’ve also sorted out what I need right away and what I’ll purchase in the fall (seasonal, plus hope to be ten pounds lighter), so I won’t blow the whole budget at once.
But I’m a little shocked at how shop-happy I am at the moment. I’ll be getting a few more things this weekend, because I need them to look professional during two weeks of training that start Monday, but this is really foreign. I’m not suffering huge guilt from the Modcloth purchase, and yet I feel I should feel guilty ever buying clothes (self-accusations of shallow, consumerist, frugality-betrayer and budget-slut come to mind).
But, instead I feel justified. I feel OK. Is this what a heroin addict feels the first time they shoot up?
I’m plotting out a Mall trip. What the hell.
Best sort out the clothes I plan to donate before I bring any more home. Oi.
Om Mani Padme Hum.