How I spent my summer vacation. Wait, no. Tax refund.
So, I'm a big advocate of blowing any sort of "found money." Don't get me wrong: I'm a supporter of fiscal responsibility. To me, though, that means budgeting around take-home pay only, because if you count on things like recycling refunds, birthday checks, and bingo winnings to pay the bills, something is awry. This month, I got rewarded for dutifully giving my government a one-year, interest-free loan with my personal income. Bingo!
Here is how I blew my tax refund already:
-Haircut + highlights
-Two shirts from Filene's Basement (though one might have to be returned. *Sadface*)
-New bra from Victoria's Secret
-Aforementioned trio of new cds
-A new mouse, because my grandfather ganked my good one (*shakes fist at Pop-op*)
All in all, I had my refund for less than a week. But oh, what a week it was!
In other news, my body is telling me that it's officially sick of eating shit. I was able to avoid all of the broken-up chocolate bunnies, peeps, brownies, M&Ms, and Easter cookies at work today, but my resolve proved too weak for the sausage bread and leftover candy waiting for me at home. I hope the fitting room at Filene's put the fear back into me, though. Otherwise, I fear corporal rebellion.
Here is how I blew my tax refund already:
-Haircut + highlights
-Two shirts from Filene's Basement (though one might have to be returned. *Sadface*)
-New bra from Victoria's Secret
-Aforementioned trio of new cds
-A new mouse, because my grandfather ganked my good one (*shakes fist at Pop-op*)
All in all, I had my refund for less than a week. But oh, what a week it was!
In other news, my body is telling me that it's officially sick of eating shit. I was able to avoid all of the broken-up chocolate bunnies, peeps, brownies, M&Ms, and Easter cookies at work today, but my resolve proved too weak for the sausage bread and leftover candy waiting for me at home. I hope the fitting room at Filene's put the fear back into me, though. Otherwise, I fear corporal rebellion.