Okay, so we all have a shopping list, and then we all have that
fun shopping list. The first is basically groceries and toiletries, and the second contains things we simply
need for various functions coming up, or because our current selection has worn out. Items like
new sweater for the holidays, new jacket, and
new running shoes make this second list regularly, and even
new coffeepot or
lamp for the living room were fun to buy and didn't break the bank.
As I've gotten older, however, I've learned the painful truth that the
fun shopping list isn't very fun anymore, and it seems to threaten the bank quite regularly. No longer do I write lists for clothing for myself, and I've been wearing the same running shoes for 2 years (maybe that's why I'm blogging rather than using the treadmill that is staring at me from the living room). Here's a sampling of what my second list contains at this moment:
1. Two nice chairs for the office and loft. Ever priced these? Holy crap.
2. New vaccuum cleaner. Ours won't even pick up lint.
3. Toddler 5-pt harness carseat for Lauren. She's squished in her current one.
5. Twin bed for Noah. Almost 3, almost potty trained, and still in the converted crib.
6. New garage door motor. We're the ghetto neighbors that have to manually lift it up and down b/c the motor blew last week.
Seriously. It's such a catch-22 because while all of these things are annoyingly expensive and not very
fun to shop for, they would all make me very happy if I had them! Is this a sign of age or maturity? Maybe I should just screw the
fun list and go visit an old friend I fondly refer to as Banana Republic.