Today was a great day. Then something happened in the evening that threw me completely off-kilter and so i did what any sensible girl does when such a thing happens. I went shopping.
New Year's Resolution: never go shopping when angry.
I spent all my birthday money. It was there, of course, attached to a note telling me to have fun with it, but it got me thinking. When I go shopping, I usually end up feeling very guilty. I break out in a cold sweat when I have to pay the cashier. Then I have a grieving period where I scold myself for being so careless with money. I mean, there are starving children in Africa who would sell their soul to the devil just to have any part of what I have in this life. And on most days I feel very blessed and I am happy just knowing I have two parents who are alive and still married. I have family at all corners of the globe who know me and would welcome me to stay at their house. I have the coolest brother anyone could ever ask for. I have a car that gives me freedom and security to accomplish things in life. I have a relationship that is steady and healthy. I suffered through 3 years of grad school to end up in sunny Florida. How could I not love life?
But it was birthday money so i can't feel too guilty this time.
