Seriously, Someone Take My Debit Card Away From Me

It started when I realized that tomorrow was Tuesday. Tania, my violin teacher, had told me to pick up a shoulder rest for my violin, a copy of a violin book that I can't remember the name of now, and a music stand for practicing at home, so we had to make a trip into the music store.

I got my shoulder rest and the music stand, but the only copy of the book that they had was the edition for the viola, not the violin. I have a feeling I may have to swing by the music store in Manchester to check there tomorrow, or order it online. I may just order it online because I'm lazy as hell.

I picked up a different violin book, but I didn't really actually look in it, and probably should of, it probably will be useful later, but as of right now, not so much... It's more exercises, I could probably do them, but she seems to be having me start off sorta slow... (I actually jumped ahead of what she told me to do by teaching myself scales and Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star in three keys). $60 spent at the music store.

I asked the husband to drive me to Borders after we were done there, just in case they might have violin books. They didn't. But they had other books.

I finally found a copy of Apartment Therapy by Maxwell Gillingham-Ryan. I also found a copy of Sink Reflections by Marla Cilley (the Flylady). I was going to stop there, but then I wandered into fiction section... I discovered that the new Chuck Palahniuk book, Rant was out.... and then I noticed The Reluctant Fundementalist by Mohsin Hamid, which was a book I'd heard about on NPR... and next thing I knew, I dropped $75 in Borders.

This on top of like the $500 spent on the trip this weekend (that includes the wheel and the hotel and the yarn and the roving and the gas).

Need to stop spending...