I have luxury on the brain...it's like a sickness. 

Every vacation that we plan now since our Europe trip last August, I try to work in some luxury shopping somewhere...Japan, Hawaii, Florida, the British Isles, it doesn't matter. My husband doesn't understand this madness, but bless his
he loves me and is okay with it. I even told him yesterday that he has permission to not buy me flowers anymore. He usually gets me flowers for Valentine's day and Mother's day. Instead of spending money on that, I'd rather be able to get a little something during the holidays so I can get the beautiful holiday packaging. I'm a sucker for beautiful packaging. But the craziest thing I've done is choosing not to go down in terms of work load. We went to an investment seminar that my company puts on yearly last year. I was planning on one day going down from working full time to possible 8/10s the last 7 years before early retirement. But after the seminar, we figured that in order to be comfortable during our leisure years, I would need to continue to work full time until retirement, which is possibly in 13 years. To give myself an extra incentive I made a deal with my hubby that we needed to go on a nice vacation twice a year and I would treat myself to a nice handbag at least once a year. Doesn't that sound reasonable? 



Every vacation that we plan now since our Europe trip last August, I try to work in some luxury shopping somewhere...Japan, Hawaii, Florida, the British Isles, it doesn't matter. My husband doesn't understand this madness, but bless his


