I went to Starbucks to have some coffee ground. I debated going in and not buying a coffee, but I am only human after all and I did have a gift card, so I picked up a vanilla latte while in the shop. As I was ‘shopping’ I popped into Lulu Guinness to have a look at some purses. Bad. Decision. They had the most perfect red leather bag that I promise you would improve my quality of life. I explained this to Terry who quickly escorted me to the exit.
The good news is I did not buy the purse – but only after repeatedly chanting to myself ‘I want to be debt free more than I want that purse. I want to be debt free more than I want that purse’ and now I feel like a recovering alcoholic who peeked into his favorite bar just to see if they still sell Jack Daniels.
Is there a word for what I’m feeling besides insanity?