So, I seem to get a hankering to make a big-ticket purchase every January and June. Usually around the same time I start to thinking that I’m not doing enough in the winter/summer to keep me interested.
So why not buy a new car? house? Mind you, I’m a houseporn addict and stay in a state of permanent voyeurism for tasty real estate. Nonetheless, the urge to spend is strong.
Since I’m getting new ceilings in July–done by a suavey Croatian man, I may be satiated.
Only I know there are car lots out there, flashing their provacative wares at my wandering eye. I hope my car can’t read this.