When Right Brain Marries Left Brain

It is difficult for me to buy utilitarian things that we could use but don't need. I'd much rather buy things we need, or things we want. That is why early one morning I found myself enjoying my daily coffee ritual out of a sippy cup. 

I can't think of any other cabinet in any other home that lacks such a necessity. Coffee cups are everywhere. They make great souvineers and impulse buys and gifts. But I've never been much of a collector. I remember feeling inadequate in grade school every year when bring-your-own-collection day came around. The other kids would bring in piles of beautiful rocks, pennies, stamps, assortments of all kinds. I can't remember what I brought in even once. Things with some kind of loosely similar theme I threw together then night before, no doubt. It's funny to think back on the way we discover our differences. I'm thankful not to be a collector now. I err on the side of disorganized and lazy and a little all over the place. I can only imagine what a collector with my tendencies would look like. I believe TLC based a show off it.

Eventually I became so annoyed by our dwindling supply of coffee mugs that I leaped into inspired action, ne'er a drop of coffee spilled, (thanks sippy cup!) and signed into my Amazon account. It dawned on me that I could increase my mug supply by two if I borrowed back the mugs I generously lent our betta fish. I felt a little guilty ruthlessly stripping their safety caves from them without a replacement, so I ordered two adorable Betta Logs on Amazon for $8 each.

That night at dinner I sheepishly confessed my frivolous purchase to Jordon. We had talked just the day before about tightening down on our impulse buying, but I felt that my purchase was justified and sound and I was certain he would appreciate the +2 mug increase. Level up! If I phrased it in a nerdy gamer way he'd be more apt to see my point, right?

My confession was made, my case was plead, my conscience was clear. I settled back into my meal feeling good about my accomplishment. Then Jordon asked me in equal parts bewilderment, curiosity, and disgust, "Do you know how many new coffee cups you could have bought with $16?"

Oh. 

I hadn't even thought of that. 

Meet Fishy. And my coffee cup.

Meet Cheesy and his fancy new log