I absolutely LOVE spending money. I just wish I had more to spend. But there are some things I resent having to buy. I feel like I'm continuously running out of these items, and I hate having to constantly spend money on them . . .
Hair grips - I always like to have a stash of these for trying to make interesting hair styles (although I generally give up halfway through and end up leaving my hair loose) and I'm ALWAYS misplacing them.
Black tights - I don't like exposing my fluorescent white legs to the masses so black tights are a necessity. But they ALWAYS end up with holes in the toes, ladders in the legs, and more often than not decide to roll down as I walk. Every few months I buy two or three packs of tights and vow to throw out all the rest. And somehow it doesn't happen and I now have about forty pairs of black tights which nearly all have SOMETHING wrong with them. Oh how I LOVE playing Black Tights Roulette every morning. The only advantage is I tend to end up with a hole in my tights rather than a hole in my head...
Contact lens cleaner - I feel like I am ALWAYS running out of this. And it's inexplicably expensive. Unfortunately, if I want to actually be able to SEE, I need to clean my contacts every once in a while. Sigh.
Batteries and lightbulbs - both things I am ALWAYS running out of and ALWAYS seem to forget I need. And now my former BFF P.G. (ie the vibrator) has died the death, it barely even seems WORTH buying the batteries . . .
Toilet paper - Yep, it's still me that ALWAYS seems to have to buy this. Even when I went on holiday for a week recently and made sure I didn't leave in toilet paper in the loo, I came back to discover the flatmates had apparently been using some sort of tissue paper. And I mean tissue paper in the sense of the sort of tissue paper that you use to wrap presents. I can't imagine THAT is too nice on one's bottom.
Ballet pumps - When you spend over an hour a day walking, and the ground underfoot is often wet and yucky, these are never going to last long. I currently have about ten pairs of similar looking Primark pumps, in varying degrees of falling-apart lying around my bedroom. Virtually anytime I go to Primark (which isn't very often considering how much I loathe the place) I end up stocking up on more pairs. Oh well, at least they're cheap . . .
WHAT NECESSITIES DO YOU RESENT HAVING TO BUY?