Yesterday was my 45th birthday. A little less than three weeks from now I will be leaving a professions in which I’ve been working for over 15 years. I will also be leaving a good job I’ve had in that profession for the past 10 years. I am going to part time and, while on paper I can make the family finances work, it will be another thing to see them in action in this new world I’m creating.
That all being said, yesterday was the most likely the last shopping spree I will go on for a loooong time.
“Shopping Spree” may give the wrong idea—it wasn’t so much a Buy Everything I Want type of deal. First, I was limited to one place by giftcards but the giftcards I had accumulated equaled over $80—which is a hard amount of money for me to spend at Sephora. I had gotten out of work a little early so I spent what seemed like an inordinate amount of time in the Shadyside store. My initial thought was to take all those giftcards and put them towards a new perfume. And while there were some that had intrigued me in theory, they just lost their lustre in their overhandled tester bottles. Next was looking at new eyeshadow to go with my new glasses but, frankly, I have quite a lot of eyeshadow that I like and it takes forEVER for me to actually use up a tray of eyeshadow. Also, I have been known to buy an eyeshadow I really llike only to get it home and realize that I liked it so much I bought it last year and I still have yet to work my way down to the bottom of the damn thing.
That left skincare products, which is my weakness anyhow. I got a very expensive pot of Brown Sugar and Wild Strawberry Face Masque from Fresh as well as a Brown Sugar gift set , also from Fresh. I used them both last night and they are lovely. I also got a new eyeliner brush: now that I did need.
I had just enough time to go to the Consignment Shop on Centre avenue, where I tried on a bunch of clothes and bought two things—a pair of pants and a top. The pants I am very happy with: they fit just right, the fabric is good quality and it feels wonderful. Plus, the pants are from Chico and the top is Talbots—not bad brands, qualitywise.
So giftcards and a thriftstore may not sound like a shopping spree but, again, its less about the money spent and more about the lack of restrictions I placed on myself. The lifting of discipline. It was nice to take that off but I’ll be putting it back on soon enough—you can’t plow the field if you’re not in the yoke…