i'm beginning to think getting my salary in cash isn't such a good idea after all.

i know i made a budget and that i have budget envelopes and i've got it all figured out that all i can spend on shopping would have to be the money i earn that's over the fixed budget i've made.

but then i get my salary and bonuses in lovely brown money envelopes and it makes me feel rich having cash in my bag. and it sort of burns holes in my pocket. and when faced with a huge red screaming sign with the letters S, A, L, and E on them, well, what's a girl to do except go shopping?

and so, while i did promise myself no more bags and shoes and while i've been pretty good at keeping that promise, i wasn't so good at resisting stuff that wasn't on my "don't buy list"

so last monday i blew five hundred bucks at watson's buying stuff like tissue and what nots not to mention a new button-down shirt for work and black slacks and an emily strange shirt.

then during lunch today i succumbed to the charms of an empire-cut dress in teal with lovely beadwork.

i was confident that with only seventy bucks in cash, i can pretty much NOT buy anything anymore, right? wrong.

we got our weekly salary today and guess where P800 bucks of my money went?

another shirt for work.

shopping isn't just an addiction anymore. it's a disease.

(although i think i deserve a pat on the back for resisting the urge to buy this lovely bag in teal which was really pretty and cost way less than i expected it to cost. i want to buy it. so much. soooooooo much.................

... can i buy it on monday please?)