Out sick is dangerous.
I have discovered that leaving work early on account of a sinus headache can be dangerous to the health of one's finances. I have been shopping (not buying, just looking.... for now) since I woke up from my nap. And I have lost my mind.
Holy crap, did I find what I want for my birthday. Usually when family and friends ask, I wobble about and say oh I guess CDs or maybe that gym membership oh don't spend the money I just like arts supplies, okay ? Obviously my compass is spinning at moments like that. I don't like asking for things.
BUT. Enormous but. Butt ? Moving on. I found a coat on ebay that I am absolutely mad over- it's a lovely rich brown with lacing up the front and back, just a gorgeous coat that's very much up my alley. Pictures here: Ebay, the bane of my modest, modest world.
I am just ashamed to ask for such a frivolous thing. But, dammit, I will not spin forever. I am going to ask (insinuate ? demand ?) as soon as my husband gets home. One question: did they have to name it the "hell coat" ? I don't like to commit acts of vandalism and wickedness in fancy new clothes- those things are usually quite messy. They could have named it the "machiavellian coat"; I would have happily plotted in such a garment, given an advantageous angle for my ample, er, forecastle; and the very nice cuffs.
Very nice. I'd purr at the thought, if I were built for it.
Holy crap, did I find what I want for my birthday. Usually when family and friends ask, I wobble about and say oh I guess CDs or maybe that gym membership oh don't spend the money I just like arts supplies, okay ? Obviously my compass is spinning at moments like that. I don't like asking for things.
BUT. Enormous but. Butt ? Moving on. I found a coat on ebay that I am absolutely mad over- it's a lovely rich brown with lacing up the front and back, just a gorgeous coat that's very much up my alley. Pictures here: Ebay, the bane of my modest, modest world.
I am just ashamed to ask for such a frivolous thing. But, dammit, I will not spin forever. I am going to ask (insinuate ? demand ?) as soon as my husband gets home. One question: did they have to name it the "hell coat" ? I don't like to commit acts of vandalism and wickedness in fancy new clothes- those things are usually quite messy. They could have named it the "machiavellian coat"; I would have happily plotted in such a garment, given an advantageous angle for my ample, er, forecastle; and the very nice cuffs.
Very nice. I'd purr at the thought, if I were built for it.