As soon as I read that I felt I’ve been really selfish with my time staying up late working away on creating. Creating ideas, objects, connections – a business. This isn’t a bad thing per se, but there are other household things that are falling behind and probably becoming quite irksome for my long suffering husband. There needs to be a better balance and I suppose that will come over time, with a proper effort.
This week I spent a copious and really insane amount of time comparison shopping and researching various tools. There are so many variables when you are Canadian and many retailers are in the US and each has their own convoluted shipping vs buying it in Canada and paying more tax. Seriously the savings I get is probably minimal because of the time I take to get it. But I can’t leave it alone! Then if I see a space for entering a coupon code I will spend at least 10 minutes trying to find one and apply it. I’d say overall, I’m usually successful.
For various reasons it’s been a pretty futile and frustrating week. Boring stuff really, so I’ll spare ya the rest of my whine.
This evening, once my little one was in bed and good and asleep I decided to do as I was told and take a moment. Hmm, what to do. I’m going to have a good old Gin & Tonic – it’s been so long.
Gin – check. Two bottles actually. I’ve always been a Gin drinker, so it’s a sure-fire gift from those who know me. [and I debated hard, do I have the Bombay Sapphire which is open, or go ahead and open the Tanqueray which I really love – in the spirit of the challenge – Tanqueray it was]
Tonic – check. One can Canada Dry must be in my fridge at ALL times. Other tonics will simply not do.
Bitters – check. You haven’t lived until you’ve had it with bitters.
Ice – groan. Why is there no ice? I never use ice and the one time I want ice there are barely cubes at all! Why fill the tray only part of the way? Why is this tray totally empty? Why does this one have just one cube? How much longer can I bitch about my drink before it gets warm and these shavings melt and then I have warm gin….
Instead I fixed one for my hubby who apparently stopped keeping up with the ice when I got him the perfect water bottle for Christmas that really keeps it cold. So you see it’s my own fault.
Then we enjoyed the moment, together. I totally cheated but in the best way.