We're on a roll...

Tonight it was Costco. We came home with Downy, organic cereal, banker's boxes, honey, vanilla, Mr. Clean Magic Erasers, and 32 rolls of toilet paper.

As My Beloved pointed out, this is what happens when we (and by that he means me) go on a diet. Instead of eating, we buy stuff.

So far we've been practical and relatively frugal (I had a coupon for the toilet paper and Downy, and of course Friday's Bulk Barn haul was, you'll recall, just $1.36). But the longer I go without regular servings of chocolate, the more extreme the purchases will become, I suspect.

I'm thinking a club chair for our newly painted office...

If I can't eat, don't have a baby, and can't garden (for another few months, anyway), at least I can still shop. They can't take that away from me.

If you're looking for a personal shopper (and I do more than just purchase cleaning products and high-fiber food items, just so you know), please give me a call. Spending someone else's money is every bit as satisfying as spending my own. It's the thrill I'm after, really.

Although I do want a club chair...