Après le déluge. . . we shop!
After a manic 48 hours of grading, I finally finished up around noon today and ran down to FedEx to send in the course grades for my last two classes (they're due by 10 a.m. tomorrow, and I was damned if I was going to make the trip to deliver them in person). Then I spent the next few hours wandering slowly back in the direction of home, ducking into nearly every enticing shop along the way.
Like Ragey, I believe in rewarding myself for tasks accomplished. Unlike Ragey, I don't tend to plan ahead, and so these treats are not necessarily in the budget even if they're relatively inconsequential. And it must be said that I tend to believe that I deserve such treats rather
often.
Here's how I spent my money today:
- Designer sunglasses (purchased at a discount department store, thus a mere $19.99)
- Lingerie (purchased at the same location, thus 50% off retail)
- A huge vintage cocktail ring--sterling silver, nearly an inch in diameter, and with a big blue topaz in the center.
- A bottle of Campari. Because as much as I love the gin and as much as I love the whiskey, summer just isn't summer without Campari.
So as that list may suggest, I've decided to give in and just go ahead and declare the rest of May a holiday. I have a few scholarly books that I plan on reading, and I'll probably work on updating my syllabi and transferring my (handwritten) lesson plans from this past year to computer files--but if I don't, I don't, and I'm not even going to
pretend to do any research until June 1.
What will I be doing instead? Well, I'm hoping that this past week--minus that whole grading interlude--will provide a template: in addition to the poker party and the housewarming party previously mentioned, I've also done some more
afternoon drinking with Bert (a five-hour stretch at that same bar, which included several impromptu dance breaks on the bar itself); I've had a lovely dinner with an old college friend who lives in the metropolis that surrounds Big Urban; and then this weekend several of us are trekking out to the Château Fergusberg for one last bash before they sell the place and move north. Oh, and I also have a ton of cleaning to do.
Laissez les bons temps roulez!
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Chaser commented at 10:19 PM~
What a wonderful way to celebrate!!!
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Tiruncula commented at 11:10 PM~
Yay for shopping and a holiday in May!
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commented at 11:54 PM~
Yee haw! What a lovely way to celebrate. Sadly, I am still in the midst of the deluge, so no real celebrating for a couple of days yet.
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commented at 12:26 AM~
Congrats! And yay -- May = play! You better put some space in your schedule for hk! (who has con law tomor--- nope, today!)
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RageyOne commented at 8:59 AM~
Wonderful! Yea for shopping! It doesn't have to be planned - those immpromptu finds are sometimes the best ones!
Let those good times roll through the rest of the month and on into summer!
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commented at 4:45 PM~
Please wear the ring and sunglasses tomorrow so I can see them!
-- marielle
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Oso Raro commented at 10:40 PM~
Ah, shopping therapy! Is there anything more fabulous, more soothing, more satisfying (except for maybe a delicious meal in Geneva, followed by a sinful dessert)?
Mr. Gordo was here for the weekend, and after dropping him off at the airport (and then getting a few back and forth phone calls about a possible bump, i.e. an extra night in Cold City, which alas didn't work out), I really wanted to work out some of my post-partum depression in a mini-binge, but alas everything in Cold City except supermarkets and drug stores closes at 7 on Sunday, so I was desperately bereft. I settled for a tin of Illy espresso and three 1.5 litre bottles of Evian, but really, at a moment like this, a girl needs a Clarins counter!
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Unknown commented at 8:07 PM~
'After the Rain' we shop?
Is that some sorta saying in Paris?
Earthling...
Q: You gonna live forever?
A: Yes, depending on where.
Q: How long do our lifetimes last?
A: 1-outta-1 bites-the-dust, child.
When our eternal soul leaves our body
and we riseabove to meet our Maker,
only four, last things remain:
death, judgement, Heaven or Hell
according to the deeds WEE mortals
have done in our finite existence.
So... find-out what RCIA is and join!
PS° Im a re-boot NDE:
if you're RIGHT,
you'll see the LIGHT.
Follow that to the Elysian Fields;
let's be tethered2forever Upstairs.
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Unknown commented at 8:08 PM~
'After the Rain' we shop?
Is that some sorta saying in Paris?
Earthling...
Q: You gonna live forever?
A: Yes, depending on where.
Q: How long do our lifetimes last?
A: 1-outta-1 bites-the-dust, child.
When our eternal soul leaves our body
and we riseabove to meet our Maker,
only four, last things remain:
death, judgement, Heaven or Hell
according to the deeds WEE mortals
have done in our finite existence.
So... find-out what RCIA is and join!
PS° Im a re-boot NDE:
if you're RIGHT,
you'll see the LIGHT.
Follow that to the Elysian Fields;
let's be tethered2forever Upstairs.
