Wednesday, July 22, 2015

I need to work

desk job
Yup, I look something like this... belly and all right now.

I'm sure I've said it before but I work a white collar 9-to-5 type job.  It's a very nice job where I like my boss and everything.  In addition to liking my boss, I get paid vacation time.  It is wonderful.  The problem is that I haven't used much of it this year because we didn't go on a real scheduled vacation.  I've just been using those days to take care of personal things, like doctor's appointment and such.  Nothing exciting.  I've also thrown in a few days of just relax (aka still send your child off to be looked after but clean your house for real).

Well a few Fridays ago I decided to take the whole day off.  I thought it would be a good idea to not just take the afternoon off for my doctor's appointment at 1 pm but also to get a few pampering type things done.  I'm not much for taking the time to really pamper myself because I always feel like I'm barely making it through the day with the time I have.  I did however notice that my (way too) long hair was looking more than ragged on the ends.

I looked over my vacation time and thought, "what the heck, I may as well just take the whole day."  Maybe I should have stuck to just taking the half day...

It started off as a fairly innocent day.  I managed to squeeze an appointment in to get a wash, trim, and quick style first thing in the morning.  My hairdresser was really wonderful, I was late (so sorry about that!) because she is in a new location that I just kept driving past.  Whoops!  By late I mean less than 5 minutes but I know that if I'm late 5 minutes and the next person is too, then you are 10 minutes behind by the time you get to your 3rd appointment and it can snowball into something quite ugly.  Either way, I wasn't sure how long my hair was going to take so I got the first appointment.  It worked out well, my hair was wonderful and I had time to spare before my doctor's appointment.

Check out my hair!  Don't mind the creepy face.  I take terrible selfies.

Having time to spare between the appointments is where the trouble began.  I had just about 2 hours to perform some damage on my credit card.  I was going to just run to to Ulta for something small.  Something so small that as I write this I can't even remember what it is.  I decided that maybe I should look in TJ Maxx before I go there because whatever it was I thought I might luck upon in there.  It's happened to me many times before and wanted me to kick myself for not checking first.  I mean they're right across the parking lot from each other.

So, into TJ Maxx I went.  I have a routine where I always check for the soap and lotion that my husband loves before I do anything else in the store.  It's kind of hard to find, I've only found it at Target once before and then they didn't sell it anymore.  I mean one time he was completely out and we ordered it from Scotland.  Needless to say, it's way more expensive doing it that way then stockpiling bottles and things like a hoarder in my linen closet.

Scottish Fine Soaps Au Lait Body Butter 200g 7oz Jar

As I foolishly kept strolling around the store looking for things I probably didn't need I walked by a mirror.  If you ever came to my house you'd probably think that we are really vain people because there are quite a few large mirrors in our house but really we just like them and how they make rooms look bigger.  They are convenient for making sure you don't look like a complete clashing queen as you leave the safety of your home.  According to my brain, I "needed" this mirror.  It would look perfect in the spare bedroom or in our room and it would allow me to hide all of my jewelry that is haphazardly hung on my dresser and in the bathroom.  It seemed great.  

So there we immediately crossed over the $100 mark.  We were actually quite close to the $200 mark with the lotion and soaps I'd picked up previously.  After a quick round in the candle department and the children's clothes section I thought I might be finished.  I then remembered that I wanted to get a big pillow for my daughter to lay on.  As I rolled through the linens and things, I grabbed two packs of pillows for the guest room.  I mean I'm already trying to complete the decor with look with the mirror.  It "needs" pillows on the bed... more money in the basket.  Oh, and don't forget the pillow cases either.  We're going to need those too.  More MONEY.  


I finally decided I must make a beeline for the cashier because I just could not stop finding things for the house, my daughter or my niece.  As I passed each section, I reminded myself to pretend to have tunnel vision.  Luckily it worked. 

The cashier must have thought I was nuts, I'd grabbed a small cart but had it jam packed.  I thought the small cart would deter me from buying more.  Wrong.  It just makes you look like an idiot for not getting a bigger cart as you carry pillows and everything else too large for the basket in your hands.  

As I managed to empty the contents of the basket and unload my arms, I'd somehow managed to spend somewhere around $350.  What??!!  As I looked over everything it all started to tally to that amount but who in the world do I think I am??  I don't have the bank account to support that kind of shopping habit.  Of course I kept it all.  

One hour down.

I thought maybe it'd be best if I just went to the doctor's office and just scrolled through Instagram or something to save myself from any more damage.  Golfsmith had something else in mind.  


My husband just purchased new clubs after nearly two whole summers without any.  His last set was a wedding gift was a set of clubs from me.  They'd been stolen from the trunk of his car at a graduation ceremony.  There were other things such as our computer, the radio and other miscellaneous things that were taken as well but the golf clubs kind of hurt us both.  I mean that was his wedding gift and on his end he'd taken the time to expand on them with some other Nike drivers and things.  Between the bag and all the hardware we were looking at a pretty penny.

In the past, I've been able to find pretty decent deals on balls and things at tent sales, so I stopped.  Again, this was a mistake.  There weren't any great balls on sale but there were clothes there for amazing prices.  I bought him six shirts for just under $65.  These were shirts that regularly cost $75, FootJoy, Nike, Adidas.  I mean it was a great deal!  Oh my goodness now I've really blown the non-existent budget that I didn't have.  

Another 30 minutes gone.

Now, I'm really just going to hang at the doctors before my appointment time.  Wrong again, as I left in shock of all the money I'd just spent, I happened to drive by HomeGoods.  Remember the big floor pillow, I was going to buy for my daughter?  Yeah, well, I didn't find a nice one at TJ Maxx.  So, let me just look really quick.  Really quick turned into a pillow for her, more soap and lotion for my husband, a laundry basket that matches the other bins in her room and a few more things for the girls.  
Aggghhhhh!!  What am I doing??  Trying to be poor?  Oh, well, I'm doing a great job trying to accomplish that.  

I was so happy that by the time I'd left HomeGoods, that I had no choice but to high-tail it to my appointment that I couldn't contain myself.  Or maybe it was more like, me trying to justify the immense guilt I was feeling for spending so much money while not being late for my appointment.  Same thing... right?  

I decided after that little two hour escapade that that is why I need to work.  I need a job to contain my time from wandering through stores filled with goodies that I may never see again prompting me to impulse buy.  

I need my job to keep me from spending money...

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