I got the Levenger’s summer sale catalog a few days ago. It’s already sweaty, dog-eared, and one page is sticky. (It’s jelly. I was eating a PB&J and I got some jelly on the . . . oh, never mind.)
Pant. Pant. Drool.
Levengers is a terrible temptation. The sale catalog, even more so.
Even worse, there’s an item I wanted to get as a gift for someone. And there’s another item that I have search for high and low locally, and can’t find anywhere, so I’m going to break down and order it.
And, then, well, ya know, as long as I’ve got an order going . . .
Noooooooo!
I do not need to spend $100 on a fountain pen. I know that it’s marked down from $250, but I have two good, high-quality fountain pens in perfect working order, one at work and one at home and that is all a person should need.
I do not need to spend $40 on assorted designer inks. It would take me approximately 37 years to go through all that ink, and most of the time I’m going to want black ink anyway, and I only have two damn fountain pens, dammit.
[sub]But Poddy . . . if you got a third good pen, then you could splurge on ink and have two sensible black-ink pens, and one crazy funky-color ink pen, and . . . [/sub]
SILENCE, little voice! Stop with the rationalization and the hey hey! A hundred dollar pen is still an hundred dollar pen! It matters not if it is on sale!
[sub]But did I mention the really beautiful shoulder bag? It’s $70 marked down from $170 and it has a pocket for your sunglasses and your cell phone, just like you wanted . . . And that cute little letter opener is $10 . . . Sure, you could just rip the letters open with your fingers like a peasant, but why? . . . Ooo, and did you notice the cute new colors on the circa notebooks? You could finally get your thesis notes organized . . . [/sub]
ARRRGGGHHH! The torture!