I was bad, bad, bad today. I went shopping, and I bought stuff! *gasp* I spent close to $100, and you know what? I enjoyed it!
I didn't spend all of it on myself, but a good portion of it was for things just for me: two wall calendars (I already had one, but I couldn't pass them up), four movies (yes, four!), a blank card just because I liked the picture, and a cross stitch pattern book, even though I have a zillion more projects that I'd like to do and will probably never have time for.
Oh, I saw a few things I would have liked to have, but didn't want to spend that much money on, too: The Nature Conservancy store at the mall was going out of business, and everything was 50% off or more; but the Sundial I liked started out around $50 before reductions, and I didn't even want to know how much the little fountain was. I didn't leave the store emptyhanded, as that's where I found the card with the photo I liked, but if someone had told me, "take what you want, it's free," I probably would have left with as much as I could carry!
The one place I thought I'd spend a ton of money -- Hallmark, on Cherished Teddies -- I didn't see anything that I was looking for. Of course by then, I'd already spent quite a bit anyway, so I wasn't terribly disappointed.
It was a good day. I think I could have just window shopped and still had a nice time, as I hadn't been to the mall in ages (not that mall, anyway), and it was good to get out, and see what everyplace had. Plus I got a good dose of sun on the way to Columbia; not a cloud in the sky... just the kind of day I like. Can't ask for much more.
A lot of the time, when I'm feeling blue, I have the urge to go out and just buy something to distract myself, or make me happy for a little while. But usually when that happens, if I do get out the only place I get to go is Wal-Mart, and I feel like I've seen everything they have a million times before.
Maybe what I need to do is start building up a stash... movies, books, candles... my favorite tea, or a chocolate treat. Then wrap them in pretty paper, and put them away somewhere. So when I'm having a bad day and need a lift, I can go to my stash, pull something out and unwrap it, and indulge myself. Maybe it'll chase the blues away.
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