The first full length mirror I’ve owned in SEVEN YEARS.
It was $12.
You’d have thought these mirrors cost twelve hundred dollars if you’d seen me climbing atop the toilet to look in the medicine cabinet mirror every time I wanted see my lower half—an event that took place every day for the past SEVEN YEARS.
That’s 2,555 toilet climbs. FOR NO REASON.
WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME? It’s not like full length mirrors are rare or available only in some remote full-length-mirror outlet. They have a whole shelf of them at Target, a store where I deposit my money on a weekly basis. Why did I not buy one sooner?
Because I exist solely to annoy the ever-loving crap out of myself, that’s why.
It’s weird. Usually when I need something, I go and buy it. I’m not particularly cheap. I’m not particularly lazy. But there are certain things … like full length mirrors, and also mascara … that I just withhold from myself for as long as humanly possible. FOR NO REASON.
Do you have things like this? Things you can totally afford, that would take you 30 minutes or less to procure, that you just keep putting off?Why do you suppose?
I, for one, am determined to get to the bottom of this behavior. And I’m going to start by taking a good hard look in the mirror.