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shopping and its end
Jul. 13th, 2020 12:05 pmI just got the Red Devil Princess Coat from Dracula Clothing. It's perfect. It is also, of course, summer in the northern hemisphere, so I won't have occasion to wear this coat much for several months.
Why did I order it over a month ago? That coat was the last item of what I've termed revenge shopping - dealing with the crumminess of shelter-in-place by buying nice things off the internet. I'm not proud to say I've been doing that since this all started. But something funny has happened: I've lost the urge. Am I getting used to being cooped up alone? Is this a healthy thing or not? I certainly haven't come up with a replacement for revenge shopping.
Or maybe I have. I have another dehumidifier on the way, this time for the living room. Yes, the worst mildew problem in the Devil Girl Pad is in my bedroom, but it grows on all the windows. I'll have to consult with my son about when it's OK to run the thing. I don't find it irritating at all, but he's on the autistic spectrum and has much younger ears.
Edited To Add: The arms on my office chair aren't tall enough to handle my long trunk. As I was doing physical therapy exercises this morning, I laid eyes as ever on the heirloom Navajo blankets that I've never managed to find a use for. They're not my style, but they're from my family. Now they're folded up on my arm rests, and my back is happier. And I didn't spend a nickel.
Aside from that, though, I'm not spending much. I'm saving for the theoretical possibility of buying my mother's house back from the reverse mortgage company, or maybe, just maybe, a Devil Girl Pad of my very own. Good Sister the CPA has been firm in her insistence that I do the latter.
Why did I order it over a month ago? That coat was the last item of what I've termed revenge shopping - dealing with the crumminess of shelter-in-place by buying nice things off the internet. I'm not proud to say I've been doing that since this all started. But something funny has happened: I've lost the urge. Am I getting used to being cooped up alone? Is this a healthy thing or not? I certainly haven't come up with a replacement for revenge shopping.
Or maybe I have. I have another dehumidifier on the way, this time for the living room. Yes, the worst mildew problem in the Devil Girl Pad is in my bedroom, but it grows on all the windows. I'll have to consult with my son about when it's OK to run the thing. I don't find it irritating at all, but he's on the autistic spectrum and has much younger ears.
Edited To Add: The arms on my office chair aren't tall enough to handle my long trunk. As I was doing physical therapy exercises this morning, I laid eyes as ever on the heirloom Navajo blankets that I've never managed to find a use for. They're not my style, but they're from my family. Now they're folded up on my arm rests, and my back is happier. And I didn't spend a nickel.
Aside from that, though, I'm not spending much. I'm saving for the theoretical possibility of buying my mother's house back from the reverse mortgage company, or maybe, just maybe, a Devil Girl Pad of my very own. Good Sister the CPA has been firm in her insistence that I do the latter.
