Yesterday, I took an early morning trip to Southampton for some serious retail therapy. I was partially intending to buy some new clothes for work (which I succeeded in doing – hurrah!) and partially intending to go to Ikea for a few bits. No trip to Ikea has ever resulted in only buying ‘a few bits’. There was one evening I went up to Bristol with my dad to buy a cabinet and it consisted of driving up, buying the cabinet and going home; but even then he still bought himself a coffee and me an ice cream and in any case, it had followed a previous trip that week when they hadn’t had it stock, so really it was part of that previous trip.
Anyway, it’s become something of a joke between me and my parents that any Ikea trip always has to include at least one impulse buy. Yesterday, a lot was bought on impulse, and I ended up spending rather more than intended.
One of those purchases was what I like to term “legitimate wedding expenditure” – a total of 72 floating candles.