I received a minor windfall in the mail today, from a class action that I thought was already all played out.  This is nice, because receiving windfalls of any sort isn’t typical for me (that I received it the same day as a Whole Foods gift card is extra special).

Normally, I know exactly where that money would be going: bills!  And so will most of this (well, my OMSI and zoo memberships have lapsed, so that is actually where the money shall go).  But a minor windfall deserves a small, local spree before the rest is allotted, and I would ordinarily hie myself off to Powell’s to spend a little something on myself.

Except that I’m mad at Powell’s. So I can’t buy this or this or this or this.  Not locally, anyway.

This is messing with my style. I am the person who buys books when she has a little cash.  I could buy a new journal. I could get cupcakes. Or baking supplies. (I would spend in music, except that I recently received iTunes gift cards and I’m set for a little while.)  I have my dividend from REI and the 20% off coupon, I guess, but I can’t think of anything I need there (except a bike, and until I have adequate life insurance, I’m not going down that road).

Oh, what to do, what to do.