Update No. 1

Good news first: the first month was pretty solid. No purchases other than earmuffs and gloves (and right in the nick of time, too, because goodness me did it get cold). There has been replacements - moisturizers (same exact brands as the ones I emptied), knit jumpers (destroyed in the wash, and destroyed the replacements too, so in summary no more jumpers), and G-Tech pens (because all it takes to destroy them is an accidental drop while uncapped). And there was the emergency hand cream purchase because my hands got so dry that they started bleeding.

Oddly enough, it wasn't as difficult as I thought. Mostly it's thanks to the (unholy) trinity of Netflix, winter, and the rediscovery of cross stitching which made me extremely reluctant to leave the comfort of my apartment. But there is also this shift from the shopping mindset of chasing after the best bargains to just getting the best I can afford, discount or no discount. I find that to be extremely effective in preventing subsequent purchase - if I already have, in my possession, what I perceive to be the best, what would be the point in getting a presumably inferior item, no matter how huge the discount?

And then there's the bad. Well, not so much bad as it is a complication.
Two things: work and our engagement shoot. The latter is self-explanatory. The former, well, I've gone from barely one meeting a month, to three meetings a week. Now I own exactly one (1) white button down shirt, so you can see how this new state of things became slightly problematic. I have no qualms wearing the same thing every meeting, but I do insist on them being laundered in between wears, you know?

So for a few weeks now I have been actively trying to shop for new clothes. Trying is the operative word, because nine times out of ten I would come home empty handed. I know, I know, I can't believe it either. As it turns out, I don't like shopping if it's something I have to do. But I would like to think that the fact that once I gave myself "permission" to go ahead and purchase stuff I didn't go bonkers and just started buying things left and right is a sign that maybe, maybe this whole thing could be working after all,

Chasing Trains: Work Edition

Today I woke up in a hotel room somewhere north south of Tokyo, got lost finding our branch office which was actually in the exact same building (but different entrance, see), had my lunch break in the form of a twenty minute cab ride, and spent three hours in a meeting conducted entirely in Nihongo which, despite my weekly lessons, I am still struggling with (read: wakarimasen).



Depachika Diaries: Gramercy New York

I've been trying to avoid the depachika - the sprawling wasteland of wonderful food that is the department store basement - because it's terrible for the waistline, but today is Happy Wednesday (no work after six, yay) and my colleague told me she was going to this place that sells "the fluffiest yummiest cake" and well, who am I to resist.

It's called Gramercy New York, but it's a Japanese company.



Cold Weather Favorites

It's officially spring, at least commercially, what with the proliferation of everything sakura-themed from train station decor to seasonal Starbucks lattes. The weather is... well, it has yet to decide; a sunny twenty degrees one day, and then back to bleak below-zero chill the next. Kinda makes you miss the comforting predictability of Singapore weather (hahahaha NO).

This winter was/is relatively mild, as is usually the case in these parts. There was one crazy day of snow, but apart from that it's really just fall, minus the colors and a couple of degrees, and so I never really felt like I had to prepare for it too much. Having said that there are a couple of things I like to have around whenever I venture out of the tropics.

Anti-static Keyring

The one thing I hate about winter - more than wading through several inches of slush while feeling as if my ears and nose are about to fall off - is static. For some reason I'm just very prone to getting shocked (my boss posits that it must be because my clothes are made of "plastic or something"). And not tiny ones, mind you - one time I grabbed the train handrail and the resulting spark was so loud that people actually turned to look. As soon as the temperature dips to single-digit territory, I start getting terrified of touching anything with the tips of my fingers - I can honestly say I would much rather get injections than static shocks.

Thankfully Japan has a product for everything - a kitchen tool for slicing avocados (and avocados only), a container for a single banana (or banana-shaped object), a thingamagig made specifically to keep the lid of your cup ramen closed while it cooks, the list goes on - and that includes something to deal with static shock.