If I remember correctly, I mentioned how easy coasting halfway to January on a post-Christmas consumer hangover would be. I do it almost every year. Then the itch sets in – the itch to buy something that I wanted, but didn’t get. Or perhaps the itch to decorate or start a new hobby. Or, better yet, to catch up with friends that spent the holiday season either away or at home with family. Or, ideally, a combo shopping day(s) with a friend or two. Not this year, sistah. This year, I am austere. *sob* This year, I am thoughtfully looking at my spending and trying to make better decisions. *sob* This year, I am reducing the background noise. *sob* This year, I fucking miss my pretty black credit card!!!
Tantrum much? I almost had a nervous breakdown in WalMart of all places today. I went there straight after the gym, thinking that as hot as I didn’t look, I probably still didn’t approach “the people of WalMart” level of non-hotness. I needed a few cleaning supplies and frozen pizza (who’s kidding who – chances are I’m gonna slip in the cooking-dinner-every-night category). I have never lingered so long over magazines that I couldn’t justify, craft supplies that I probably already have at home, Christmas gift bags at 75% off, and $5 DVDs . I was good though. I kept right on walking. My most extravagant purchase was Vitamin Water. Those of you that follow me on Twitter know that I “minimized” those last week while hacking up a lung.
So, yeah. Glenn’s definition of austerity as being the opposite of extravagance is right on point. I am now shopping at *bleep*ing WalMart. Happy? Well, I’m not. And now I pretty much have to keep going because I posted the link to the blog on Facebook. Apparently, I’ve reduced my intelligence as an austerity measure….
Thanks for listening to me fall apart. No fear. I will suck it up. I will put “my big girl panties on”. I will make lemonade out of these lemons. I will be austere this year if it kills me. If nothing else, I will be so fraught and crazy that perhaps I will at least earn a place in the next issue of “the people of WalMart”. Do you think I have a better chance of scoring the centerfold if I achieve my weight loss goals or just let it all hang out??? Until Thursday, s. xoxo