My resolve to scrimp is weakening. I know what the right actions are, but like all fallible humans, I don't always want to take the them.
My attempt to save money by switching prescription medications isn't working out too well. The drug I switched to isn't working as I'd hoped, and I think I'm going to give up and go back to my old medication, even though it will cost substantially more since it isn't available in a generic. I'd had high hopes, but there just isn't much point to staying on an ineffective medicine that's causing unpleasant side effects as well. When I called the doctor's office last week to get some test results and discuss switching back to my old medication, they told me I'll have to come in for a consultation before they'll write the prescription, which irks me a bit. My doctor would have happily written the prescription to continue with what I'd been on for the past two years if I hadn't suggested the switch during my physical in January.
I am also very tempted to buy a new dress to wear to my friends' wedding on the fifteenth. My friend S. who was going to lend me a dress was invited as well, and I know she would like to wear that dress. There's certainly something in my closet that wouldn't be wholly inappropriate, but it would be nice to look half-way pretty for once and most of the dressy things I own are rather boring and matronly, many actually hand-me-downs from my mom. Then the lovely Ms. MiniDucky pointed me toward a stunning dress, and I really want to waste $40 on it. Sometimes being good is hard.