Earlier this week I wanted to cheer myself up and try to get some items crossed off of my list, so I gave myself a little self-therapy… Belated birthday shopping.
Okay, I should re-phrase that… I gave myself A LOT of self therapy.
So much, in fact, that I have spent enough money to
pay 3 months worth of electric bills cross off 15 items . I am not going to write about them all in this post because it would take me three days to pull it all together, instead I will start with two things that I kissed my money goodbye for really needed.
I didn’t buy any diamond earrings or fur coats for my birthday! Instead, I bought a little something for the fella in this house who does wear a fur coat.
My poor baby Spookers never had proper cat dishes. When we adopted him it was not something we were planning on doing and because Huz was so very
mean and nasty against having animals in the house, I didn’t want to spend any more money on the sweet boy than I had to.
I put his food and water in plastic take-out containers and they worked, so they became his official dishes.
The only problem with them were that they were just too big and weren’t ascetically appealing.
They were take out containers for cripes sake.
I had seen quite a few dishes over the past few months, but never liked the colors or the shapes, so, when I saw these cute things at Target the other day I quickly snatched them up. Yay!
I also got a placemat (that coordinates with my tablecloth thank-you-very-much)to rest the bowls on. This wasn’t an effort to make him feel fancy, that would be ridiculous!
I got it because the dishes are in a spot that could be easily over looked and easily kicked while coming up the basement stairs. The placemat just helps them stand out a bit more to prevent accidents. His old “dishes” were on a rug but it was way too big and looked weird. I think he misses standing on his rug while he eats, but he will get over it.
Spooky is a big boy now and he seems to like his fish bone dishes. I bet he really likes that the water gets refilled with fresh water every few hours instead of once a day because the dish doesn’t hold very much.
Moving on… I also didn’t buy myself a new car, but I did however, buy myself the Cadillac of trash cans. Yup! I have been longing for this trash can ever since I laid my eyes on him, a million months ago. When Huz was here I would never get away with buying a such an expensive thing to store TRASH in, but since he is not here now, I did what any other severely bitter estranged wife would do.
On a trash can.
Oh, I am so spiteful!
Isn’t he a beauty?! But wait, it gets better… Not only is this handsome guy a trash can, no, when you open up the lid he also contains a recycle bin.
Depth and Character, two qualities I admire!
My life sure is exciting isn’t it? 😉