All I have to talk about today is my clothes not fitting me and my right knee feeling kind of tight. I bought two new pair of size 18 slacks in early July and they look like poo on me right now. The 20's look even worse, of course. Maybe when I go shopping this weekend I should buy the tightest clothes I can stand and wear a blazer or a sweater over it until they look better. There's no hope. I guess doing that would encourage me to keep losing weight since my clothes would be so friggin' uncomfortable! Like I need any more motivation/encouragement/determination to do that.

Damn...my iPod just died. I need to go buy a charger to keep at work.

Not having a great day today. My son annoyed the sh!t out of us this morning (before we had coffee) and the day just hasn't recovered from that. Why does he have to be so obstinate (sometimes) and lazy (most of the time)? It's okay. I have the power to make his existence a nightmarish dictatorship if he wants to keep it up. He must have forgotten what THAT was like! Apparently he needs a refresher course. I need to go find my swastica hat, electric shock collar and horse whip.

I thought I could just come to work and hide in my cube with the iPod all day with the software that does what I tell it to do--nope.

I am grateful that the software is still doing what I tell it to do. That is usually a crap-shoot, like the kid.

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I'm bored. I went back to the mall today to exchange some shoes for the little brat and I decided to do some more window shopping to kill some time. I want to shop, but the thought of spending money on clothes bothers me (of course). I won't be able to wear them long...blah blah blah. Here I go again.

Why can't I just spend money without analyzing the cost-benefit ratios, useful life, utility, real estate, stock portfolios, disaster planning, etc? Maybe if I look hard enough, I can find a disorder I can label myself with. Won't that be fun? There may even be medication for it and suggested behavior modifactions to go along with the medication regimen. My hubby must be a saint for putting up with me. He tells me all the time that some purchases just don't have any "economic value." You buy it 'cause you want it. Okay...Then what?

I have a hard time rationalizing like that. You can want everything, buy it, then it collects dust in a drawer somewhere when you get bored with it. Where do you draw the being wasteful line if you can't measure something in economic terms? Your emotions certainly cannot be counted upon to draw any kind of useful line. And, a line MUST be drawn or the bankruptcy clerk and/or divorce court draws it for you.

Yes, this is definitely one area of "me" that needs some work. The way I look at my financial house is definitely not balanced. But, I guess with prince charming and I both in it, it is balanced. No? Geez, I love that man. He is so perfect for me in every way.