Tuesday, January 22, 2013
|Jane Currin Jewelry, NW 23rd, Portland|
It didn't used to matter, if I had the money or not, I'd shop all the time. I couldn't wait for UPS to show up at the door, or for an underpaid cashier to run my credit card at Nordstrom, at Louis Vuitton or even at some little boutique shop on NW 23rd. Shopping was kind of like a full time job, as my closet attests. Which reminds me, now that we're one bedroom free of a child, the bedroom that connects to my closet, it may be the perfect time to tear down that connecting wall and greatly enlarge my closet! Or is that a form of shopping? Maybe I should have the sledge hammer hidden.
I've stopped one of my medications recently and I can feel the urge to shop returning, although my Lamictal, a mood stabilizer, is reining me in, maybe years of therapy has helped some as well. So I'm looking all around the internet, just not clicking "purchase." I can even fill my virtual shopping cart to the brim then just exit the site. Which is a damn good thing since economically things haven't been the best for the past four years. The business seems to be picking up but between Jeff's neck surgery and a client that is failing to return emails, phone calls or texts (his bill is over due) things are tight, extremely tight. Thank goodness for returning clients and excellent client referrals!
So for now I will vow to stay out of the stores and to not click "purchase" online.
Biting my lip,