Retail Therapy

I didn’t have a good week last week. It wasn’t really that bad, but it was kind of depressing for reasons that I will probably discuss on another post. I couldn’t wait for the week to end and just laze around over the weekend and for the next week to start, because it’s got to be better, right?

Oh, but there was one thing that made me look forward to last week: payday. Finally.

However (don’t you just hate howevers?), I’m not exactly in the richest mode now, regardless of the pay. August to October are usually my poorest months because of all the bills I had to pay (phone bill, credit card, pension plan, term life insurance advice…wait, I don’t have that) and expenses that suddenly come up, so I usually avoid spending so much during those months.

But again, I wasn’t feeling my best, and I couldn’t exactly go on a food trip anymore because whenever I go on a food trip, it’s bound to be unhealthy and all my efforts at the gym would be wasted. What else can a girl do to cheer herself up?

Go shopping.

Friday found me roaming around Eastwood with my officemates in search of things to buy that can cheer me up. It was also the end of season sale at Eastwood, so it was just the right time to go shopping. I’m not exactly a seasoned shopper, though, so I didn’t brave the tiangge in the Central Plaza. I was looking for something more specific that I really needed then: a new pair of rubber shoes and a gym bag.

Of course those things were expensive, and I was hoping for unrealistic prices, so I had to let go of one. Plus, Fully Booked in Eastwood Mall was on sale too, and I just can’t not go in!

So at the end of the night, here is my stash:

Retail Therapy ♥
Retail Therapy ♥
  • Pink and gray Nike rubber shoes (I’ll have to look up the exact name of the pair)
  • The Miracle Girls and Breaking Up Is Hard To Do by Anne Dayton and May Vanderbilt (long recommended by Camy!)

A little background story on the rubber shoes: The first pair of rubber shoes I wanted (the cheapest one) did not look good on my feet. The other one that I really wanted was the pink Nike Free 7.0 Trainer, which was really cute but too expensive. I almost went home defeated but after catching G.I. Joe: Rise of the Cobra, Grace and I went back to Nike and I found that pair of gray and pink rubber shoes that looked great on my feet and well, costs halfway between the two pairs. SOLD!

The bag I wanted was too expensive, though, so I guess that could wait. At least until it goes on sale or I get my bonus, whichever comes first (and why not both? :P). But I’m really glad to have a new pair of rubber shoes again; the last time I had rubber shoes was in college, when I owned about three pairs. When I started wearing Chucks, I hardly wore rubber shoes anymore so all of them broke. I’ve been borrowing my mom’s rubber shoes (which met an unfortunate fate last year and never recovered) and she’s been asking for them back…so there.

And you know what? It’s true. I did feel happier after going shopping. I don’t know if there’s a scientific basis on that, but my little retail therapy worked.

I can’t say the same thing for my wallet though. But oh well. :)