Oh What A Good Boy Am I

It’s December. That means it’s officially No Buying Stuff For Myself Month. Folks in Margie’s family who buy things for themselves during December get lumps of coal.

So far I’ve managed to redesignate one CD I wanted as being for Katherine (and Christmas) instead, and have refrained on another occasion to purchase some photographic accessories that I’d like, instead referring Margie to them as possible gifts.

I feel particularly virtuous over this.