Our Prime Minister is exhorting people to get out there and spend, spend, spend. Oh sure, he's talking to the 'pensioners' and 'families' in particular, and he's giving them a bonus to encourage them to do so, but I'm a patriotic Australian. I take the words of our Prime Minister seriously.
When they suit me.
My new work paid me my first 3 days of work a week earlier than I expected, and unexpected money always feels like a gift, right? So last Saturday I braved the heat, and proceeded to cast my largesse far and wide. Paid it forward. I bought birthday gifts. I bought myself a new shirt. (Marcs, 50% off. Nice.) I bought a new tie. I bought wine and beer for Tall & Handsome's visit this week. I bought fabric, at 25% off the already discounted price... and hello, one of them is a black and blue check destined to be a kilt, so frankly I had no willpower against it. Oh yeah, I put a new sewing machine on layby.
Squeeee. Huskystar C20. On sale. My eyes rolled back in my head when I realised there were like 8 different types of buttonholes or sumfink. EIGHT. That's probably 5 or 6 more than I'll ever need! Awesome.
By the time I was shopping for shoes, the realisation that I had a list of Christmas gifts to buy at some point, started to put some of the brakes on. And by 'brakes' of course I mean guilt.
But, oh my dears, it felt so good to be doing my bit for Australia.