Spoiler: I own two out of three shoes pictured...
Those of you who read my blog on Monday will know that I'm not very well, at the moment. I've finally seen a doctor about it and it turns out that I have some kind of virus that's gotten to my chest and made me cough and wheeze even more than is usual for an asthmatic. I'm on steroids and I'm expecting my six pack and beard to magically appear any day, now...
The trouble with having lots of time on your hands due to illness is that you're very limited as to what you can do. I can't go for a day out anywhere, because I'm liable to start spluttering and gasping for breath if I walk too far. I can't go to watch a film at the cinema, because the audience would most definitely lynch me for coughing through all the important bits. I'm largely housebound, with the exception of the odd short walk to stop me going insane. And being housebound is very dangerous, because I have a problem I'd like to share with you all, today.
My name is Emma and I think I might be a shopaholic.
I have this urge to buy stuff. It happens a lot and it's usually not even stuff I need.
I will browse websites that sell dresses and skirts for literally an hour at a time. I have the Irregular Choice website bookmarked in my favourites, because you just never know when you'll get a sudden urge to buy quirky, gorgeous heels. I lose entire evenings on Amazon, just looking at the weird stuff you can buy, even though I have NO need to be buying any of it. This morning alone, I spent half an hour browsing phone cases, before deciding that I'd check later to see if you can have a personalised one made. Because I need Dan & Phil on a flip case, duh.
Actually, I've got such a problem that just writing that last sentence reminded me that I never did get around to checking about personalised flip cases (it has to be a flip case - I drop my phone at least seven times a day). And as a result, I have created this masterpiece, which, when I have a spare £19.95, I will definitely be ordering:
Sorry Dan. You can be on my iPad or something.
The trouble is, I don't actually have an income to justify my urge to splurge. There are currently three weeks until pay day and I have the princely sum of £36.71 in my bank account. And depressingly, roughly £34 of that is earmarked for bills. There's cash in my wallet, but that's not money I can simply chuck away on the most beautiful phone case known to man, either.
In summary, I have a massive love of shopping (be it online or in person - I'm not fussy), but literally no funds with which to do it. Well, no funds for a while, anyway. Sadly, March, April and May require me to buy wedding gifts, car insurance, birthday presents and other such things. That's all stuff I obviously don't mind spending money on (well, with the exception of the car insurance - the only good thing about that is the free meerkat toy I totally didn't choose a comparison website just to to get), but it does mean that for the next couple of months, no matter how beautiful the shoes on the Irregular Choice website may be, they're going to have to stay there and I'm going to have to mourn the absence of them on my feet.
It's not just buying stuff for me that I love doing, I should point out. Few things make me happier than splashing cash on people I love, too. I get all excited when I see something I know one of my friends or family members would really love and the next thing you know, I'm typing out my debit card details on some website or other...
Now, before anyone starts to worry that I'm getting myself into debt and I'm one shopping spree away from a payday loan with an interest rate of 900000000%, fret not, my friends. I'm ridiculously anal about money. I save coins and pay them into my bank when I have £5 or £10. I have not one, but two piggy banks for emergencies. I have only ever been overdrawn twice in my life - once was due to someone else's mistake and it was rectified within an hour and the other time was when I went under by 20p the day before pay day, because a bill was taken out two days earlier than it was meant to be. So, essentially, that wasn't my fault, either.
I will only buy stuff if I can afford to, because I see no point in getting myself into trouble just for a pair of shoes, a pretty dress or a really amazing phone case (I NEED IT, OKAY?!). I also do a budget every month to work out how much I have to spend on myself and I'm pretty strict about sticking to it. If I can't afford it, I don't have it, simple as that.
So, actually closing the websites in my browser and walking away from the clothes shops won't be a problem. I can do it.
But that won't stop me window shopping. It won't stop me wandering down to our local shoe shop to browse the pretty heels. It won't stop me spending much too long on Amazon, looking for the most random of items. My recent searches, in case you're wondering, have been for:
- Buffy The Vampire Slayer strappy tops
- Irregular Choice heels on sale (those shoes are an obsession)
- Interesting car stickers (what? WHY?!)
- Body spray variety packs
- Nail varnish sets
- Nerdy clothing
- Doctor Who shoes
- Alcoholic milkshakes. Don't judge me.
I figured that I can't be the only one with a compulsion to buy ALL THE THINGS, so I thought I'd share this with you guys, so you can either nod sagely in agreement or, alternatively, tut in judgement at my materialistic ways.
EDIT: I emptied my coin jar and found enough to order the Phil phone case. I AM ILL AND NEED TO CHEER MYSELF UP, OKAY?!