So the bag I dragged out of my closet last week broke.  There was an wiry end coming out of the piping and the buckle broke.  So bummed.  I was at the Salina mall with Mr. ghilie and I said I liked a certain bag, so he bought it for me.  So while I didn’t technically break the rules, I have a new bag and didn’t say no.  So I am a cheater.  It’s not like I could justify it with: Oh, it’s a fair trade bag or made out of environmentally conscious materials.  It wasn’t.  It was cheap and cute and met all my bag requirements (certain size, certain strap length, number of pockets, etc).  I’m bummed about being a cheater.

But, no more shopping.  I’m back on the wagon. 

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