Did you keep your receipt?

Ever have buyers remorse?

I get it all the time.

It really doesn't matter if it's an impulse buy or something I've reseached to death. Inevitably, I think that maybe I shouldn't have or a better option has eluded me and will now present itself since the transaction for second best has taken place; then I'm just bitter.

We got a new car a just about two weeks ago. Don't get me wrong, I love it... but (see, there it is; the conjunction that can take the shine right off of anything)... my seat creaks. Not a lot. But it's there. It's BRAND NEW for crying out loud! What's it going to sound like in 5 years? I seriously told myself today that I should just lose 20lbs. Because my lack of commitment to physical activity is totally responsible for the creaking right? It could also be just because the seats are leather. Whatever... the point is, it still has made me feel like I didn't look hard enough for flaws because my car seduced me. I fell in love and put blinders to any remote potential for anything less than perfection.

And this? This isn't even where I wanted to go with this... OK. Back on track.

Yesterday I made a purchase that I've been wanting to make for a very, very long time. Years even. Yesterday I took the leap and bought a pro account at Squarespace so I can blog. I had a one week trial to really feel it out. I used that trial. I made that trial my bitch. There was no way I was going to overlook a single feature or option. I wanted to make the right choice. I wanted the right fit. It was an awesome week and when I hit submit and paid my fees, I felt great.

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*sigh*

BUT...

Now what?

I suppose this makes me an "official" blogger now and I really have no idea what I'm supposed to do now. I'm kind of freaked out. Writter's block on what... post #6? Seriously?

I kind of feel like I begged my mother for a new puppy and I *promised* that I'd feed it, walk it and pick poop out of the backyard and then because I drove her completely insane, she finally relented and said yes. I was so excited picked out the sweetest little puppy and I named her and bought her a pretty collar and leash and paraded her around the neighbourhood and drank up all the "oh look at the cute puppy" comments. I oozed with puppy love and just knew this was going to be my new best friend! Puppy, puppy, puppy!

Then the little bitch ate my most favorite and hugely expensive pair of shoes. 

And the full weight of the new (however cute) responsibility hit me like a ton of bricks.

Crap! This is going to be work!

Fortunately, I don't have buyers remorse this time. I love this little project of mine. And even though I've already changes the design, I'm still in love.

I still love my puppy. Let's hope I remember to feed it.

Wordless Wednesday

A recent day at Summerville Beach. Summerville, NS. Click on the thumbnail below to go to the gallery...