Some sort of obsession
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Those of you who know me know I have a shoe/purse addiction. It's not so much that I think I NEED a new purse or new shoes as much as I really, really like them. They make me happy, which I'm sure is unhealthy. I call it retail therapy, which is definitely cheaper than real therapy since I don't usually spend more than $50 at any given time and I don't normally buy new shoes or a purse more than once every couple of months. Of course, if there are shoes and a purse and a blouse I need then it's more than $50. I know I'm not alone in this obsession - at least 2 of my friends have the same addiction, although Marie doesn't spend the money on the shoes and purses as often as I do. The reason I'm blogging this today is because I'm feeling the need for a new purse and I'm trying to talk myself out of it. See, my current purse is getting a little tired-looking and all my old purses that I usually rotate through when that happens are having the same problem. I need to get my nice Coach purses cleaned and fixed up, but I'm afraid it's going to cost me an arm and 2 legs. They both have plenty of suede on them.
I'm also currently obsessed with getting my kitchen started. I'm waiting for the go-ahead from Dave since he's the one that has to do all the hard work (enclosing a window and an outside door, placing a beam or header, drywall, etc.) If he isn't ready then it's not worth doing because my new cabinets would just sit in the garage until he's done with his part.
There's some weird news on the old employer front. The company I used to work for, MILA, shut its doors Friday. Of course, in true MILA form they didn't give anyone any warning and all their employees are now jobless. I feel extremely blessed to have left there before most of the worst of it. The management basically turned into a family dynasty and they obviously drove the place into the ground. I'm not sad for the management- we'll call that karma, but I definitely feel bad for my old friends who've been hung out to dry.
My mom comes home from China today. I'm excited to see what she picked up at the market and at the silk factory. The best stuff usually comes home from China. I'm hoping she did NOT bring home Sea-Horse-on-a-stick.
I'm also currently obsessed with getting my kitchen started. I'm waiting for the go-ahead from Dave since he's the one that has to do all the hard work (enclosing a window and an outside door, placing a beam or header, drywall, etc.) If he isn't ready then it's not worth doing because my new cabinets would just sit in the garage until he's done with his part.
There's some weird news on the old employer front. The company I used to work for, MILA, shut its doors Friday. Of course, in true MILA form they didn't give anyone any warning and all their employees are now jobless. I feel extremely blessed to have left there before most of the worst of it. The management basically turned into a family dynasty and they obviously drove the place into the ground. I'm not sad for the management- we'll call that karma, but I definitely feel bad for my old friends who've been hung out to dry.
My mom comes home from China today. I'm excited to see what she picked up at the market and at the silk factory. The best stuff usually comes home from China. I'm hoping she did NOT bring home Sea-Horse-on-a-stick.
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