Shopping Let Down..But I Got Good Hair

I am beginning to feel that I'm not supposed to spend money. Maybe it's because June Cutoff Cash has started a revolution. And don't think I'm kidding. I had two, yes two! phone conversations with girlfriends all over the country who told me that they are inspired by June.

Maybe I'm smarting because I actually have a little money saved and now that I know what I want, it isn't for purchase.

It all started yesterday when I went to buy jeans, but there were no jeans to be bought. Literally, the only denim in the place were capris. And I don't need capris. I need a pair of jeans. Like the pair I bought three years ago but they discontinued them. Without asking permission. Or even giving a girl a warning.

Today I went to two different stores, in the ritzy part of town (read: it took me a long time to get there) to purchase items for my kitchen. I have been watching these items for a long time now. They finally went on sale. But do you think they had them when I was there? Of! Course! Not! One store didn't have the colors I had wanted and the other store informed me that the sale is an on-line exclusive item. Meaning: You should have bought them on-line where you saw the sale posted.

I hesitate to write so much about shopping, and haircuts (although I actually haven't written about that yet have I? Oh wait...that's coming) lest you think that I'm as deep as a puddle. Or begin to think me a tad materialistic. I actually am not. As a matter of fact I am often accused of being a minimalist.

I have learned to be minimalistic for a number of reasons. One is organization. As my parents will certainly testify I was not organized as a child. Statistics prove that 99.9% of the time my room looked like a FEMA disaster area.This is not so much the truth anymore.

The second reason is this motto:

The more you have, the more you have to have, to take care of the things you have.

Thank you Jungle Jams.

To make a long story short. I am not a fan of clutter. It makes me a little crazy (Although it's debatable that I didn't start out that way.) I try not to collect too many things because then I just have to find a place to put them. Where they can't be seen. So I can keep the Title I have grown to love.

Really, my quest for organization and cleanliness is all about leisureliness. I know I don't want to take care of it, so I probably don't need it. Although I am still trying to figure out how in the world I have lived with only one pair of jeans. I admit, that is a little fanatical. Next thing you know I will be dancing with snakes.

I am not so wrapped up in organization and cleaning that I don't have time for fun.

Like today when I was supposed to quench my thirst for Instant Retail Gratification. I drove to this swanky new outdoor shopping center on a quest for new dishes. I walked around, with my big sunglasses that make me feel like I'm a movie star. I even thought about buying a $7 cup of coffee and walking around with it in one hand while talking into my cell phone with the other. But since I am on a Starbucks strike at the moment I decided to just talk real loud and fluff my new beautiful hair. Of course my cell phone doesn't get reception out there so I had to pretend that I was talking to my closest BFF.

You see, I could have stayed home. Ordered all my goods online. Paid a ton in shipping, and got my stuff mailed to my door in a few weeks time. But what fun would that be?

Instead, I drove far away, waisting gas and coming home to a dirty house, empty handed, and muttering under my breath that Starbucks has raised it's prices. But I'm not bitter or anything.

I will have to wait for my new dinnerware settings to arrive in the post. And I will probably have to wait until the weather around here actually turns before I can find a good pair of jeans. But good things come to those who wait. I will try my best to be patient. And perhaps a bit less sarcastic. Don't hold your breath.

I took a couple pictures to show you the New Do. I feel a bit silly posting another pic of myself so soon after the last one . Cause, you know, it feels so smug.

In the end I decided to post two.

The first one is the cell phone talking, latte drinking, impetuous shopper with great hair (and a little attitude.) The second girl is the toilet scrubbing, clean countered, housewife, with only one pair of jeans. And she likes it that way.

La Vida Dulce!