On Self-Flagellation

I overstepped my frugal bounds recently and did something I've never done before: I bought an armchair. (Cue thunder and lightning.) I know, it's probably something most of you have done too. But do you feel as guilty as I do? I hope not. Guilt seems to be my specialty these days. Not to mislead, I already HAVE two armchairs in my living room, one a hand-me-down from my parents' basement, the other inherited from my grandparents. But I was greedy, and wanted a third -- one for my bedroom on which to pile clean laundry for the three days it generally takes me to put it away. I had been looking for oh, about three years. There was a chair I had my eye on at West Elm and finally! it went on sale in a fabric I loved (online), so I thought "gee, a bargain, I must snap this up!" The chair arrived. "Gee," I thought, spying the giant box on my front porch, "my new chair! I'm so excited" And then I took it out of the box. (more…)

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