I've been spending money on a whim lately. It needs to stop. Or maybe it doesn't. A few days ago I bought a book by Michael Dorris and one by Salman Rushdie. Then I bought The Road, the book Meredith Monk mentioned, a CD of her music and another book that I haven't read for about 7 years but remember loving, so I hope I still do. And today I bought a book on knitting for men. I didn't even take much time to read it. But I saw a few patterns I liked and techniques I hadn't done before so I grabbed it. Granted I've been spending most of my money on books but still. I didn't buy any ice cream when I got home today. That took some effort.