We’ve got a new poundland in town. I popped in on the way back from swimming today, to grab clingfilm and a snack, and walked out having spent £5. Not what I intended.
£2 was food. I consider that an acceptable addition to the weekly food spend which now stands at £64 this week. £1 was a book treat for Smallest. Then there was a pack of plastic tat (a doctor’s kit) and of course the clingfilm.
Why did I fall for the doctor’s kit? It was partly to go with the Lambie we’re reviewing just now. (She loves it. I don’t. Tough to write up.) And partly I was feeling guilty that I didn’t organise a party for Smallest’s birthday at the weekend, so I caved really easily.
Not sure why I’ve got the guilt. She had a lovely day. She got presents, had cake, chose tea and people were very nice to her all day. Would a party have been all that? She’d have been over excited, or disappointed depending on how many people I managed to rustle up. Next year I’ll start special treats for her. Big was about that age when we started outings I think. Theatre or cinema, meal out or a pamper session. An experience, rather than a thing.
Yes, I think that’s a better way to go. Less stuff, more doing. What do you think?




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