We stopped by my in-law’s home on the way back from picking up Courtney from my parent’s place on Sunday so that we could celebrate a combined Courtney/Les Birthday seeing as Courtney’s was on the 13th and mine is this Wednesday. As I had anticipated I got a small, but appreciated, bit of money to spend as I choose which puts me back into a familiar dilemma: I can’t decide what to buy myself.
This is due to the fact that I rarely have much spending money anymore so when I do get some there’s always a ton of different things I’d like to spend it on. In this case, I have enough that I could afford to pick up a DVD burner for my PC, but there’s two different options I’m considering. One which is slower (8x) and a brand I don’t know a lot about (MicroAdvantage), but I’d get $50 back in a rebate and the other one which is faster (16X) and a brand I do know (NEC), but would eat up most of my gift money. Then I take a look at my Wish List and see stuff on there I’d been meaning to get for the longest time and I wonder if I shouldn’t spend it on some of that stuff. Of course that presents a problem as well in that I have to decide if I want to maximize my loot by buying several of the older and cheaper items, or go for something bigger that I might not be able to afford at all later such as the wireless bridge to connect my PS2 to my wireless network.
This is part of why I love having people buy me stuff off my wish list. Everything on there is something I’d like to have (natch) and when someone makes the choice for me I know that I’ll like it no matter what and I don’t have to make a choice as to what I’ll get so there’s none of this sitting around fretting over how to spend my gift money. I know people who prefer cash to gifts because they can get what they want that way, but it’s just a source of stress for me. Not that I’m about to complain too much as it’s always nice to get something even if it does make me sweat for a few hours as I decide what to do with it. So that’s part of what I’ve been daydreaming about at work this afternoon instead of actually doing any work. That and the arrival of our new cat, Melvin, this evening. I know I’m going to have to make a decision soon (about what to buy, not the cat) or it’ll distract me all week and drive my wife insane in the process. I just wish I had the ability to call for a Life Line like on that “Who Wants To Beat The Shit Out Of Regis” show. What? Isn’t that what it’s called? Well, shouldn’t it be?