I made it over what I suspect will be the biggest hurdle for this year. I didn’t buy makeup this month. In truth, I’m kind of amazed that I made it. I shop when I am stressed out, and this January has been nothing short of hell for me. It started with me quitting my job because my boss stopped paying the staff, breezed through threatening legal action to get back pay, and ended with the political shitstorm that is going on in the United States right now. All the while, I’ve been job hunting, so, yeah, I’m amazed that I didn’t drop some serious cash on a few new eyeshadow palettes (specifically, the new Cover Shot ones from Smashbox…all of them).
You have to understand. Last year, I reached VIB Rouge status some time in March. That involves spending one thousand dollars in that store, and I’ve grown to realize it’s so easy for me to do when I just pop in after work on a bad day, look at something, and justify it because, “Oh, this lipstick is only thirty dollars.” Honestly, how many variations on red lipstick do I need? And I don’t even want to think about the amount of money I spent on makeup that didn’t come from Sephora. Sephora just allows you to track it in your online account.
Now, to be sure, I’ve gone and looked at makeup from time to time over this month. I’ve even picked up items and decided I would buy them. There are two items in my online cart at this very moment. However, I’m beginning to get control of the impulse to shell out my hard-earned dollars for something else I don’t need so I can be elated for an hour or two.
“Do I need this? Do I honestly need this, or do I just want it because it’s new and I feel like I HAVE to have it? Is it humanly possible to use (whatever product I want) before it goes bad when I consider all the things I have at home already?” If the answer is no to all of the above, put it back and walk away. Just walk away. I’m learning to do it.
Earlier today, as if karma was trying to say that she’s got my back, my boss sent me the last amount of money that he owed me, so I don’t have to deal with that anymore, and I don’t have to go to court over it. I’m done with that guy. The amount of relief I feel from knowing that leaves me at a void for words. One less thing to worry about as I head into February and the rest of the year.
Here’s to making it through February. If I can make it through the last few weeks of my life without a shopping spree, next month is going to be a cake walk.