Just a reminder.

This morning when I woke up to email my homework to my professor, 

I was greeted with a broken computer charger.
Joyyyy.

With a looming deadline ahead,
I reluctantly yet speedily took myself over to the Apple store in the mall
to buy myself a new 80 stinking dollar charger.

When I was leaving, I passed by Ann Taylor and Banana Republic and decided to mosey on inside.

I don't know about y'all, but as a college student, Ann and Banana tend to be a little out of my budget.

But I decided to walk around and pretend like they weren't.

150 bucks for this pair of plain black flats? No prob. 

70 bucks for a shirt? Why not? I'll have it forever!

Yeah right.

I walked out feeling just the teeniest bit bummed since I was currently wearing a pair of jeans that are too big for me but that I refuse not to wear because I paid 60 dollars for them, 

and a t-shirt that I think I've had since 8th grade. 

I know, I'll give you a moment to wipe your tears.

But tonight, as I'm about to go to bed, 

I feel more content that I've felt in a very long time.

Somehow, everything that has been heavy on my mind these past few months is beginning to lift. 

And when I get happy texts from my mom and sister, and have phone calls with my dad,

and my most wonderful boyfriend, who I seriously thank God for every morning and every night,

is coming to visit in just 3 days,

 I smile to myself because I remember once more that you really can't buy happiness.

'til next time...

-C