My clothes are warring with my wardrobe for space...

and google is taking over almost everything...

Gosh I just wanted to find those what-used-to-be-hip jeans from my cupboard for the church dance item and emerged rather disoriented from finding about some 20 pairs of jeans I had long forgotten about. No wonder my mom chids me for buying so much. No wonder I went to the stores yesterday before meeting Adelia and couldn't find anything to buy- somehow at the back of my head I know I have something of some sort of tons of stuff somewhere... out there- until I finally found it.

I felt utterly disgusted and ashamed of myself- I wished those jeans would suddenly turn into pants that I can use for work! Now I have got to spend money which had I been the wiser might have been comfortably split between good jeans and more presentable pants for work. Urgh.

Girls- oh well. But the good thing is between the shoes Aunty Linda gave me and more pairs I bought on my own in the US, I should have about 5 years worth of change-abouts for work and such- I hope! I want to invest in fixed assets, not liabilities like clothes and cars... suddenly the girl is growing up, suddenly the girl understands the merits of saving more, suddenly the girl is looking ahead.

Oh well- never too late to start all over. Except you can be sure shopping's way off limits for me now. My clothes seem to be badgering me for more cupboard space.