I have been struggling with toothache since Christmas Day afternoon and on a toothache pain scale of one to ten, I give this a ten. A big fat TEN in Capital Letters, Roman Numerals, whatever.
I have a big lump on the side of my face which looks as though I am stockpiling enough Turkey to see me through till Easter and in desperation I begged OH to give me his last five antibiotics (there is nothing wrong with him anyway) as I know that is what the Dentist will give me before they can do any work (when they open) as it is pretty obvious I have an abcess and therefore I declined a planned trip to Bluewater today with my darling daughters to spend the money that is burning a hole in my Louis Vuitton purse.
So as usual I did a bit of online browsing instead and as most of my readers will know by now, I have been coveting an Alexander Wang Rocco or Darcy Bag for what seems like a very long long time. Net-A-Porter had two in their sale but when I logged on, as it started, the reduction wasn't that great and they were both sold out anyway at £690. Today I thought I would have a peek on mytheresa.com and sure enough they had one for a far more reasonable £594.57 and I was just about to put in my basket as my fingers shook with delight and excitement and the toothache seemed to disappear (well for a second), when I realised that my Birthday and Christmas money is in my handbag, not in my Bank Account.
Curse that stupid OH when he made me cut up my credit cards about three years ago. All I keep thinking about is using the debit card for the joint account but not sure I can get into town to put the money in before the mortgage comes out on Thursday! Imagine that, OH would kill me!
Alexander Wang Rocco Bag Was £848 now £594.57
Surely this bag is worth a divorce petition and I could always rent a house! Come on, I need it so badly, I'm dying here with handbag heartache........