So remember the other day when I said this week would be a no spend week?
Yeah, didn’t manage that.
Yesterday, due to all of the transportation issues, I opted to take the day off from work (I had Friday scheduled off and just switched the days). I took advantage of the weekday off and decided to go to the local running store and check out new running shoes. It’s been a while, and I can feel in my knees and hips that it’s time for a new pair of shoes. So I failed in the no spend and bought new running shoes. I can’t say that I feel too guilty about it. They feel so amazing on my feet and after a block of running in them, it became so very clear that it was past time to replace my old shoes. Good purchase.
But then I went to the bookstore.
I should know better. Really, I should. But when I walked in, what do I run into? A brand new book by one of my favorite authors. A series that I collect and keep on my bookshelf. Of course, I bought it. And have been enjoying it profusely. But I shouldn’t have bought it this week.
It doesn’t change things. Just a bit of adjustment in next month’s budget (no need to budget for the shoes next month). But clearly this no spend thing isn’t as easy as it sounds.