
I realize that I tend to regret what I buy, rather than what I don’t buy. Or what I eat, rather than what I don’t eat. Or what I do, rather than what I don’t do.
So possibly, I should do less, buy less, eat less.
I regret buying the pink dress because it may be nice, but isn’t flattering, and I don’t especially like it. I don’t dislike it, but it doesn’t create any strong feelings in me. It’s probably even special, and sweet, as my mom says – but I’m not attached to it, so don’t need it. Should have walked away from it (but sometimes we keep things because they’re special – in this case, it has a nice chiffon layer over a base – so a double layer skirt, which is sort of special).
Am satisfied with the black Nicole dress – because it was on 50% discount, so cost about RM 55. Another lesson – if you pay more for something, you expect so much more of it, and also have the potential for more regret. If I’m paying more than RM 100 for a dress, I think I should make a new set of criteria for buying it – either 1) It fascinates / captivates me or 2) it’s going to change my life somehow eg. when I wear it, wonderful and exciting things happen (I DO have one shirt like that – a leopard print one. When I wear that one, I ALWAYS get the guy – so I hardly wear that one – I save it up J).
Black-and-white Elle at RM 159 may not be worth it, although my mom said it was nice and gave a ‘good girl’ feel (and Elle materials are always nice – it’s one of my favourite brands – I can afford it now that I’m working. Mostly nice colours and materials, and nice sports wear).
Bought about RM 200 worth of hand puppets- those make me happy, and when I’m working in the ward, I look forward to coming home to my hand puppets (specifically the ones on my bed – they’re actually the same as the ones in my cupboard – I just bought extra so that I could keep the cupboard ones clean).
The ones you see above are the ones on my bed. I’m quite allergic, so sometimes they irritate my skin/nose. But I like to put my hands in them and play with them as I fall asleep.
Couldn't fall asleep last night because thought of getting a job (since I spent almost RM 1000 in one weekend, and suddenly RM 4500 pay a month doesn't seem enough), and i don't have many calls where I get paid (if you work from 6 am til 12 midnight, it's called passive call, and you don't get paid - you only get paid if you work from 6 am today til 6 am tomorrow, and then continue til 6 pm - cos that's 36 hours). Anyway, was thinking of becoming a gym instructor - but then heeded my own advice and decided not to act on that whim straight away - and when I woke up this morning, had changed my mind again and felt too lazy to get an extra job - although tonight, am considering it again, especially if it makes more money than doing locum (better exercise for an hour than see sick patients for an hour). But I'd best not act too quickly - was being glad today that I hadn't met and married anyone last night (because I'm sure I would regret it in the morning). Whereas with food, even if you regret it, it's mostly digested by morning, and you can have another meal (and worry about regret later).
And that's all for today - I have a medical association dinner on Sunday, so just need to pick a dress now....

