- You are traveling with your kid(s).
- You are traveling with your kid(s) AND your parents.
- Everyone either has a runny nose, a stuffy head or just got over the runny nose and stuffy head.
- You get up at 5:30 AM and not because you want to watch the sunrise over a beautiful ocean.
- You eat dinner at 5:30 PM and not because it’s happy hour.
- Your husband has to work. Back in your hometown.
- You’re tired enough to do away with all well-established rules and routines.
Video iPod, flavored milk and baby tigers are allowed at all times if they stop the whining.
- You are relegated to watching bad Lifetime movies, old SNL episodes and Vagisil commercials because that’s all that’s on TV on a Saturday night when you’re too tired to even pick up a book.
- You look forward to leaving the house at 8 AM tomorrow to face the cold and snow if it means you can drop off aforemention child(ren) at ski school for 6 hours.
And yes, I’m having a nice ski trip.
I owe a lot to another Sarah. First, she gave me some great insight in how she’s living frugal life. Check out her story and others in my newest Chicago Parent article. (Yay! A little freelance work in a sucky economy!)
But more importantly, Sarah gave me the brilliant idea to my other money making venture: Selling off my old, yet still terribly stylish clothes, on eBay. I mean, the clothes are just sitting in my overstuffed closet gathering dust. Wouldn’t they look better on you?
So, herewith is the beginning of my weekly-ish eBay auctions. We’ll see how much stuff I can clean out and how much I can clean up in the world’s largest online auction space. Ah, I love the internets.
For sale this week: my barely-worn lululemon Still pants in royal blue. They’re fabulously comfy, but just don’t fit me right anymore.
Be still my beating heart from this terrific workout pant.
by selfmademom on February 20, 2009 · 1 comment
… she said she couldn’t resist. The Schleich people must have had a roaring ‘ol time with this one.
This ‘aint Dora’s friend Benny.
Dear fellow lululemon shopper,
Yes, I was trying on the Shape Jacket next to you today.
Yes, I asked you for your opinion on color and fit.
But no, no, I didn’t think I needed it in more than one color. I told you we were in a recession, remember?
Therefore, I really didn’t appreciate your subsequent comment about my earrings.
Because, just because I happen to have a nice pair of diamond studs (which, ahem I inherited from my grandmother back in 2002), doesn’t mean I can freely drop $100 on a sweatshirt.
Signed,
This recession(ista) can be a real bitch
Yes, they’re real and they’re fabulous.
p.s. if you want great advice on what’s in style for a steal check out this new blog. Love it!
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I have a new obsession. Saving money. I even opened up a savings account today. The bank told me I’d have to keep a $300 minimum balance. Then they said they’d waive the monthly fee for 6 months. Thank g-d.
It’s hard to save when I have no money coming in the door. Well, very little. One freelance job every 7 months isn’t gonna cut it.
But I’m getting resourceful about my new miserly ways.
I am obsessively selling off things in my closet on ebay (want my old shoes?!). And I’m vowing that every cent I make from every lame psuedo-work endeavor I will put in my savings account. I gotta get to $300.
Also, my husband just gave me all of his leftover change from work which I quickly took to the local Jewel and cashed out to the tune of $150! There’s something really cathartic about hearing those coins go plink to the bottom of the Coinstar machine.
There are many things I could have done with that $150, but I’m being good. So after I left Jewel I went straight to the salon to get my nails done. I didn’t say I was perfect.
I’m also obsessively rearranging things in my house since I can’t buy anything new. You have no idea how good it feels to switch the living room lamps with the family room lamps. I was so excited I forgot to take a before and after photo.
I gotta get a life. Or a real job.
Or you could do me a favor and buy my shoes for a lot of money.
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I still have a hole in my heart. And, now, I have another hole in my life. ‘Cept this one’s in my rug.
Neither of them are going to be easy to fix, I’m afraid.
But because we’re saving, I’ve been told to find a way to figure it out. The rug part, that is. Anyone have any pointers on mending jute?
Hole in rug = bad metaphor for my current melancholy.
