December 1st, already.
Although my family hardly celebrates Christmas now that we kids are all grown up, I still like to make wishlists.
I always want more books, even though I haven't read about 80-85% of my personal library. I just like to think that I'll always have something to read so if I ever find myself with nothing to do, on house arrest, or just itching to read something new, I'm set.
Looking to stock my wardrobe with more basics. This is an ongoing task as I'm sure I've mentioned it more than once here before. Finding good basics in thrift stores is surprisingly difficult. As aforementioned, I'm taking all my how-to-dress-nicely-with-basics cues entirely from Margaret Howell.
What I'd really love, though, ("more than anything in the world" says my inner child wistfully) is a dog.
Even though I've expressed my love for cats here before, I was born a dog person, checking out reference books and pet guides from the library when I was a kid. But now having a dog means more to me than just a cuddly companion (this is the primary reason, however). Having a dog will mean that I'd have moved out of my parent's house, living somewhere semi-permanent (preferably in a house, perhaps with my boyfriend), and it would mean that I'd actually have the financial means to properly take care of a dog - a job, possibly even a career.
Happy December! What are you wishing for?
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