I hate shopping for clothes. Oh my lord, do I hate it. But I do love vintage clothes, and $29.99 (Buy it Now!) is a pretty great price for a wool dress and jacket. Honestly, I probably would’ve spent money on this if I could be sure that the jacket would fit across my shoulders – but alas, instead I saved $29.99 plus shipping.
I did, however, spend $13 on a small pizza that I ate all by myself and that I had delivered because our car is in Cleveland at the moment. I also spent $3 on a Christmas present, which is not much to spend in the grand scheme of Christmas presents.
So I didn’t spend $29.99 but I did spend $16.
60’S MOD MAD MEN WOOL SHEATH & CROPPED MINI JACKET – eBay (item 360317045860 end time Nov-13-10 04:46:52 PST)
I don’t often covet the silly or expensive things that I see around on campus. I don’t care about the Prada bags or the sunglasses that probably cost more than my entire outfit.
Today, however, I find myself intensely longing for the brightly colored rain boots that the undergrads all seem to be wearing.
Today has been the wicked-boringest day ever. I’m not sure what the boredom book would say about that statement – but, here’s the thing. I’m not allowed to read, I’m not allowed to write, I can use the internet judiciously but not excessively, I can’t wander around, etc. I’m basically paid to sit in my chair and wait for customers to come to my window – with a few brief exceptions. We’ve been hella dead this last week, and I’ve exhausted all the cleaning and busy work I can think of. I have my knitting and my book with me – but I would get in trouble if I took them out. So….I sit.
Thinking about going to see The Singing Detective tonight at the art theater. I’m ghetto broke (think $45.54 left after paying bills – wait, sorry, make that $45.53) – but I cashed in my “fun fund” change today and am $13-or-so richer. I’ll probably also spend quality time reading and writing letters and drinking hot cocoa – all good cold-weekend-y things to do. Hoping the boy will be home tonight, but really have no idea on that one.
Yesterday we ransacked Grandma’s closet, meaning I came home with all sorts of outdated but could be cute things – skirts and jackets and blouses and – best of all – sweaters! I’ve fallen hardcore in love with the new-old rose cardigan I’m wearing today. Going through the stuff was hard for Mom – but I would rather do it now, with Grandma’s help, than wait. She’s willing to get rid of things now which to us indicates a thought towards leaving the house – and I suppose we have to act on these moments whenever they come around.