Oh dear Mort - I've spent this week trying very hard to manage on what was in the house on the basis that I was only going to be home for dinner x3, and it's not been much fun. Food shopping is unappealing at the best of times, even when you've got the car as an option. It rains outside my local Morrisons, but only on your way out. It has its own designated weather system.
Coat update by the way.
I must just stress first that I
hate shopping, but my girlie hormones must have kicked in in a big way on Wednesday. Went to Matalan and tried a few on but they were awful - none of them fitted right, and the cheaper ones wouldn't keep a marathon runner warm. So off to TK Maxx and a 40 minute rummage produced a cut price italian job (not the film). Only problem was, it was a slightly odd colour and
didn't go with my bag (girlie hormones yawning and stretching). The only decent one that did was £80, which is kind of departing from bargain territory - in fact the first one I picked up was £150.
This is where the girlie hormones downed a Berocca and an espresso and took charge of things.
Logic: If I buy the £80 coat, it's £40 more expensive than this one here that doesn't go with my bag, so it's costing £40 too much.
If I buy the £40 one and can find a
new handbag to go with it for say £20 then I've
saved £20!
Which I did.
On the plus side, I like my new bag better than my other one, it's very roomy.
Girlie nonsense over...
[Edit - how funny - I typed all this well before Mort's plea for an update!
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