|I had the strangest dream...|
I think this is similar to when I went to French-Immersion camp when I was a kid. They told us that you knew you were fully immersed when you started dreaming in French. I don't think I ever reached that point, possibly because my grasp of the French language was then (and still is) limited to descriptions of food, names of buildings, and family members.
|My knowledge of French is slightly less than contained in "Bonjour mes amis!" and other similar cahiers|
Anyway. My dream:
I dreamed I was shopping. And just like in life, I was looking around to see if there was anything interesting and first, I came upon extremely cute Band-Aids with funky patterns on them (i.e. leopard print). And I picked them up and was walking around with them when I realized, "Wait, no! I already have Band-Aids at home! I don't even use Band-Aids that often. These are not a frugal purchase."
And then later, in the same dream-store, I found a display of nail polish. And I was thinking of buying a bottle (it was the fancy sort of "crackle" finish nail polish I was lusting after awhile back) but then I noticed it was $9. "$9!" I thought. "But it's only $7 at the drugstore by my house."
And I did not make the purchases.
|Crackle nail polish, in case you don't know what I mean.|
Frugality has invaded my DREAMS, you guys. I'm sure that means it's only a short time until it permeates my actual, you know, conscious mind.