OH MY GOD YOU GUYS I AM SO BROKE.
Somehow, I turned into a crazy spending monster over the last couple months. I might as well just ball up wads of cash and chuck them at people. The amount of money that has slipped through my fingers (like a vintage Pucci scarf, perhaps?) on clothes, beauty products and various knickknacks has been truly awe inspiring. You know, in a terrible way.
I gotta put a stop to this madness. My sanity and my finances depend on it.
So. It is in this spirit that I announce that I am going on a month-long SHOPPING EMBARGO. For all 28 (29?)(is this a leap year?)(whatever, who cares) days of February, I will DO NO RECREATIONAL SHOPPING. Aside from groceries, bills, gas, toiletries (NOT TO INCLUDE COSMETICS), gifts and the occasional meal or night out, I will spend no money. No new clothes. No shoes. No beauty products. No media. February will be a month of simplicity and serenity.
Well, “simplicity and serenity” don’t actually seem to work out for me very often, so February will at least be a month where I don’t buy a lot of stuff.
I’m a constant shopper. I buy a new something-or-other probably every single week. The reason I’m able to do this and still, you know, pay bills is because I have a killer eye for bargains and never spend outside my means. I don’t buy big-ticket items. But every $13 dress and $6 eyeliner and $25 pair of shoes and $10 jar of coconut oil starts to add up after a bit. And I really need to be saving money right now (gross!).
Plus, I’m a leeeetle worried that my “retail therapy” is turning into “retail dependency.” I mean, shouldn’t I be able to feel my feelings without needing to buy something to celebrate/soothe them? Am I using shopping to numb myself? ARE VINTAGE HATS MY CRACK? I mean, I don’t have staggering credit card debt or hidden receipts in shoeboxes under my bed or anything…but it might be time to step away from the vintage stores and reset the cash register in my brain.
I have plenty. Time to make do with it for awhile.