I’m at the point in my life where unless I’m paying for a vacation I will be going on, buying things for myself just isn’t as exciting as it used to be. I’ve also come to notice the older you get, more excited you get when buying and installing new appliances or getting a new vacuum. I was ecstatic when we got our new washer and dryer and no, I’m not being sarcastic. (I wish I was so I didn’t seem so lame.) Some people get excited when they buy themselves some new makeup and continue to be excited about it, for me however I cannot do my makeup for the life of me. I mean yes, I can put on eyeliner and mascara everyday but besides that I don’t use anything else. I’ve tried watching 50 YouTube videos, took notes, and went to the store to buy a Naked palate. I still can’t figure out the smokey eye and all the videos make it look pretty easy. Newsflash: it’s not! I am also not a fan of shopping for clothes either. In high school I loved shopping. The only time I enjoy it now is when I’m buying the clothes for someone else or unless it’s some new clothes for that vacation I booked. Don’t get me wrong, there are some things I do like to buy for myself. It’s typically running outfits or card making items. If you enjoy makeup and clothes, you obviously have a thing called style and know what you’re doing whereas I’m living under a rock. 😉
I went to Target yesterday to get a few things that we needed at home. I walked past the baby girl section and accidentally (ok, maybe on purpose) bought four outfits for my new niece. Even tonight I’m still giddy about how cute they are and how excited I am about them. I didn’t come home with a single item for myself that I didn’t actually need. Today I went to Fleet Farm and bought my dog Dozer a bunch of toys and numerous types of bones and treats. Did I get myself anything? No. Am I excited to watch Dozer play with them? For sure! I guess I did buy myself a candy bar but I ate it so fast the enjoyment about it didn’t last very long.