I like burning money.
Oh damn. Shopping for my apartment makes me guilt trip afterwards so much.
I went to Target yesterday and spent $247. o_O Granted, I'm pretty much finished with shopping (all I need are pots for rice and potentially a microwave) but still. No matter how much I may need something, if I spend more than $50 of my parent's money I always guilt trip right after.
Even though I bought so much stuff, I'm also taking a crapload of my parent's old stuff. Holy crap, does an apartment need a lot of stuff! I realized I needed a scrubber for the bathtub and cleaning supplies, toilet paper, even down to my mom complaining that I should really get a spoon rest. Though I'm amused at myself for concentrating all my kitchen supplies to everything I would need to make rice. I have priorities!
Now how am I going to drag all this stuff in a van for the 18-hour trip to Montréal? Magic may or may not be required.
I went to Target yesterday and spent $247. o_O Granted, I'm pretty much finished with shopping (all I need are pots for rice and potentially a microwave) but still. No matter how much I may need something, if I spend more than $50 of my parent's money I always guilt trip right after.
Even though I bought so much stuff, I'm also taking a crapload of my parent's old stuff. Holy crap, does an apartment need a lot of stuff! I realized I needed a scrubber for the bathtub and cleaning supplies, toilet paper, even down to my mom complaining that I should really get a spoon rest. Though I'm amused at myself for concentrating all my kitchen supplies to everything I would need to make rice. I have priorities!
Now how am I going to drag all this stuff in a van for the 18-hour trip to Montréal? Magic may or may not be required.