Plus, this year I swore off all spending excluding food and necessary household supplies (think toilet paper and dish-washing liquid), which was no fun at all.
And remember my self righteous post about vowing to practice yoga EVERYDAY all year? Well I managed to get sick and forget all about it.
Yes, I failed miserably at all of it -- my new year's resolutions are officially over, and my month of no spending a misadventure.
Hooray for March 1st, is what I say. Adios to that shortest, shittiest month of the year.
In my own defense. I did cut WAY back on spending, but I simply could not forgo a really tempting groupon ($15 for $35 worth of
I also could not say no to an outing to Staples to get poster board and modeling clay for my girls on a particularly long rainy Saturday, or to stay away from Target for one day longer. I did made it until the 26th, but my people needed things. Things like shoes and socks, and well, if I saw a cute bathing suit for my middle daughter, who honestly is busting out of all of last summer's suits, who am I to be blamed for buying it for her. Am I right?
I may not be. But I don't care. I'm over it.
February was a lesson in