I'm Seeing RED!
I've always been fond of the color red. Red sweaters to be exact. And every winter I go on the search for the sweater "I always wanted but never found" for one purpose only--to wear in the coldest of cold weather of the Midwest winters. Only this year I have a problem.
I'm on a spending freeze. No extra spending allowed. Long lunches at my favorite local restaurant are out. Little coffee runs in the morning (or afternoon and evening), also out. And trips to the local Target for a fix of something (anything Target) are definitely not even considered (technically, I've banned myself from even entering a store. My will will crumble). It's a sad state in the Mommy Writer house. One I am not enjoying in the least.
Normally when we are in spending freeze mode, we're saving money for something fun (a new house, a vacation, an electronic toy along the lines of a new laptop or plasma television). But this time I am writing two checks a month for mortgages. So, my bank accounts are far from growing. And my red sweater wardrobe shrinking.
I know, I know. You say, "Can't you wear a sweater from last year? Or the year before?" And before I sound like a spoiled, crass, and materialistic person, let me just say: Have you seen what a washing machine can do to a favorite seasonal sweater?
Sure this is just an excuse. But one that has let me toss out most of the past-year's sweaters. Including last year's. It was in a rough, stretched state. Even losing some reddish in its color.
I'm not looking for a pity. A little might help my mood though--as the weather here outside of Chicago has finally decided to turn to its normal end-of-November state. The snow isn't here yet, but it's definitely coming. Only this year, I'll just have to use the throw blanket in the living room. At least that is red. And it is a form of layering.
I'm on a spending freeze. No extra spending allowed. Long lunches at my favorite local restaurant are out. Little coffee runs in the morning (or afternoon and evening), also out. And trips to the local Target for a fix of something (anything Target) are definitely not even considered (technically, I've banned myself from even entering a store. My will will crumble). It's a sad state in the Mommy Writer house. One I am not enjoying in the least.
Normally when we are in spending freeze mode, we're saving money for something fun (a new house, a vacation, an electronic toy along the lines of a new laptop or plasma television). But this time I am writing two checks a month for mortgages. So, my bank accounts are far from growing. And my red sweater wardrobe shrinking.
I know, I know. You say, "Can't you wear a sweater from last year? Or the year before?" And before I sound like a spoiled, crass, and materialistic person, let me just say: Have you seen what a washing machine can do to a favorite seasonal sweater?
Sure this is just an excuse. But one that has let me toss out most of the past-year's sweaters. Including last year's. It was in a rough, stretched state. Even losing some reddish in its color.
I'm not looking for a pity. A little might help my mood though--as the weather here outside of Chicago has finally decided to turn to its normal end-of-November state. The snow isn't here yet, but it's definitely coming. Only this year, I'll just have to use the throw blanket in the living room. At least that is red. And it is a form of layering.
