i bought a beautiful new dress recently. i had a justification - i'm invited to a wedding this summer. i do have things in the closet that would have sufficed, to be sure, but using the occasion as an excuse to look around, i then further diluted any residual reservations that might muck up an otherwise clear conscience with the simple truth that something new would feel good - not just on the appointed day, but now, thinking about it, admiring it, just acquiring it would pep me up a bit. this time i was perfectly honest with myself. when things are serious, i do not have an interest to shop, but when it's a nagging anxiousness, when i can't concentrate on other things, shopping is the simplest method to feel calm and in control, though, like with other habits, i'm not always aware that i'm doing it (until it's too late).
i did it, i shopped for comfort - but with my eyes wide open. i shop for different reasons, comfort, inspiration, boredom. it's nice when, like this time, need can play a small part as well. entering a relatively stressful week now, i am on heightened alert, however, not to shop or buy, wary that the influencing factor in the "to buy, or not to buy" dilemma won't be something that can sustain a satisfying relationship with the item. essentially, i can't trust myself to think clearly, so i'm going to have to do without my most typical ... nervous habit, if you will, that i normally rely on in these circumstances.
is your judgment sometimes clouded? by what