Uh-oh, Tania's bored at work and is about to write another journal entry you'll all have to scroll past. Look out!
So we broke up, I fucked up, and I'm in some pretty solid debt these days. But it's all good!
Having been in my new job for a solid couple of weeks now (go me), and having calculated how long it will take me to clear all my debts while still paying off my mortgage at a faster-than-necessary pace (six months, for those who care), I can afford to start dreaming about all the sweet, sweet material things I shall buy myself when those six months are up.
These include:
- New joggers (mine have air vents that are not supposed to be there, if you know what I mean, and the soles are worn down by about 50%. Like Vimes and his boots, I can now identify where I am by the texture of the ground through my soles. Hopefully these old faithfuls, kings among footwear, will last me out this final six-month stretch.
- Extension kits for my magnetic poetry. Because a fridge without filthy poems just ain't a fridge.
- Books! For research, not for fun. I need to acquire a few key books on my Amazon Wishlist about doom, gloom, the near-end of mankind, winter survival, that sorta fun-loving thing. I've been plotting to empty Amazon of it's offerings on these topics for some time now. Six months, Amazon, and you're mine.
- A mobile phone that has a built-in camera, so I can show people all the cool things I see, and get rid of my Nokia Brick (circa 1999).
- I also wouldn't mind a nicer graphics tablet, but it's not something I
need. Whilst a Cintiq still tickles my fancy I feel it would be an unnecessary purchase for someone who doesn't intend to make a living from her art any longer.
- More of my magical perfume that makes people sniff me. I got it from that Jonothan guy, the perfumier, I gotta ask Hammond if he wants to go back there sometime so I can get more. That stuff is AMAZING.
- A pair of knee-high Goth boots with lifts and buckles and crap. I have ALWAYS wanted a pair.
I can live without everything on this list except the sneakers. Mmmm, luxury items. And aside from the sneakers I basically have everything I need. It's a nice thought. :)
My other thought is to plan to buy myself one fun thing for every $1000 worth of debt I get paid, but I think that's cheating, and besides, the more I put toward the debts the sooner I'm debt free again - and that, my friends, is a far more satisfying feeling than getting any of those shiny new toys above. Except maybe the sneakers.
Tags: material things