Proud Moments - Posting Challenge, Day 9

(Also be sure to follow along with Tina, Jean, Krista, and Tambo as they say much more sane and less esoteric things than me!)

Hunh. I had quite the roll on these posts going until I got smacked by this question. Something I'm proud of in the past few days? Only one thing comes to mind, and it seems silly.

So, after a job interview, I was stranded out by a shopping mall. I needed conditioner and a couple other things, so I moseyed on in. Bad, bad move. The woman with no disposable income should not be in a place with Christmas sales.

This is not the story of how I resisted, but why I gave in.

See, my roommate loves pajamas. She especially loves warm ones, with batshit crazy prints on them. Some notables are elephants in roller skates and...others. Yes, I need to steal a peek at her pants drawer to remind myself.

I have to admit, I don't look all that closely at them anymore since seeing them for the thousandth time, so they've been relegated to a sort of cloth "background noise." If you don't get how that can happen, think of your best friend, then try to describe ten shirts they own in more detail than "...and there's a blue one, and a green one..." If you can do it, I crown thee "Ruler of the Non-Shoddy Memory."

But I digress.

Anyway, I found these deliciously adorable minty green kitty print pj's that were so much her style they were practically screaming her name. And it was a sale, 80% off, which made the expense oodles easier to justify.

Plus, while I had managed a Christmas present, it was small and had never meant to be the present, just a part of a larger one. Then my job bit the dust, and suddenly I was spending less than a dollar on every member of my family (god bless flea markets). I have had better Christmases.

Yes, I picked them up--against all good sense--as well as two ornaments I thought she'd appreciate, and quietly laid them on her bed. Then I left it alone.

The laugh I heard from the bedroom when she finally discovered them was all the reward I needed, and she's been wearing them for three nights now. I somehow picked a winner.

That is the only thing I can think of that I am proud of. Sure, I've sent out dozens of job applications, looked into apprenticeships, am looking at schools (again), am catching up my blog, and have done all my chores like a good little girl. However, those are responsibilities, expected. The sheer delight I gave her, it took so little and meant so much to both of us.

And that's it.

Hmmm...maybe I should have prefaced this with "boring shit ahead." I could have come up with something much less obscure had the time frame been longer.