I have been soo good. I have resisted many, many fun little purchases here and there. I've all but stopped even looking in the baby department for cute little thing-a-me-bobs that BabyZ can't live without. I've saved my pennies and it has felt great. It has payed off, even.
Something snapped a little last week, though. I broke down. I hit my fave Impulse Shopping Store that just happens to be walking distance from my office. Perfect lunchtime activity for a day that was a little rough going.
It all started with this unidentified, yet slowly building tension I've been feeling recently...timeline on that is sketchy. Then, there was a little bit of snappish domestic quarreling pre-dinner Monday that was completely unnecessary. And then there were the notices about this months meager allotment of referrals. 11 days! Three months to get through October 05! Damn! Crap!
Tuesday brought an annoying email from someone who has no idea how her words get to me sometimes. And, just before lunch same day - a crappy, crappy, annoying meeting that I could not escape. Torture, I tell you...agonizing. Too much for so early in the week.
This perfect storm of annoyances is what lured me to the aforementioned fave Impulse Shopping Store for a little lunchtime retail therapy. Originally I was only after some new music (read: Arcade Fire's new album) and wound up in the baby aisle.
I walked out of the place, about $30 lighter and 10 times happier because I got myself some very cool new red sunglasses, the new tunes, fun summer socks, an US magazine, a Diet Dr. Pepper....and these:
Pretty little baby chewy spoons. My fave colors - kelly green, light purple, fuschia.
Happy. Spoons. Mine.
Baby girl may be a long ways away from joining our family - but we are going to be so ready for her. In our hearts and in our spoon drawer.
Happy colors + rubber chewiness x nesting over the long haul = tenacious love.