2009-10-29 - 4:32 p.m.
I'm not sorry for being a tightwad.

There are currently 23 inches of snow outside my house. It's still freaking snowing. We definitely didn't have conferences or a work day today. Whoo. Actually, no, not good, because now we're going to have to make up those conferences later. Booooo.

My mom attempted to drive back home today. Why? She wants to see my brother tomorrow, but still. I didn't want her to go - the roads are terrible. She seems to be doing fine thus far, though. With any luck, she'll be back at home in about 2 and a half hours.

I don't have to work tomorrow. So, I've been cruising on a 5 day weekend and essentially have nothing to show for it as of yet. Well, I have a purplish-red wig that I need to modify into a Ginger Grant style by Saturday, but that's about it.

I'm thinking about going to get myself an electric piano/keyboard tomorrow. I have three really good 88 key models in mind. I've been doing the research on this for over a year. I want one so bad, but have held off because I always remind myself that later on I'll need money for grad school/a car/a house/unexpected shit that always manages to come up. But somehow, last month my account had quite a bit extra left over when my next paycheck came in. And I mean quite a bit extra. I hadn't realized I'd been so frugal, but what with my diet of rice and vegetables, my habit of mooching off my sister whenever possible and the fact that softball ate my life, I hardly spent any money at all. So suddenly it became a lot more difficult to insist that I hold myself off on my big purchase.

I feel a little guilty about spending that much money on something I deem frivolous, but man, do I ever want to be able to play whenever I want. Instead of storing up for months and playing every spare second when I'm at my parents' house. I'm not the world's greatest pianist, but I am decent (you don't go through 9 years of lessons and theory without gaining some skill) and I love it. It's hard to describe. It's not a feeling I can recreate with my violin. The violin is too difficult, takes too much concentration. It's not like the piano doesn't take concentration, but it's just a different kind. A kind that calms me down and gives my mind both a break and an intense satisfaction.

I don't know why I feel I have to justify this purchase. I think I'm just out of the habit of buying things for anything other than need/practicality. I'm just too tight with my money. I have a healthy savings account, I just started up a Roth IRA, I work hard - I deserve that piano, damn it. And so I am going to get one.

Go me.