Today I went to Starbucks and the glass water bottle I’ve been watching out of the corner of my eye for a year was $9.00. NINE DOLLARS.
I have discretionary money.
So I bought that water bottle.
Joey just shakes his head at me and mutters about how I’m water bottle obsessed.
I know I am.
I just can’t stand them anymore once they taste like feet, which inevitably happens. BUT glass ones aren’t supposed to have that problem.
This is me, turning over a new leaf.
(Just watch me drop The Magic New Bottle and break it.)