I wish my obsessions were this simple

I love toddlers.

They have a mind of their own.

Kid Three has been borderline obsessed with two things lately.

1. pockets

2. pretend goggles from his pretend tool set

Pockets - He wants to wear a jacket with pockets, or jeans with pockets, or a sweatshirt with a front pocket. He will not hold your hand because he is (and I quote) "wuhkin my pockets." Work it, baby. Work it.

Goggles - These stay on his head. Rarely on his eyes -- and that's probably because they are too smudged from snot... or cereal... or banana... or butter from his toast... or whatever else can be found on a toddler's hands! He keeps them on his forehead and protests when you try to take them off, despite the deep red marks they are beginning to leave above his eyes. He even wore them to the doctor's office today. And yes, during nap.

I wish my obsessions were this simple.

Hidden Treasure

For some of you, this will be a lame trick.
For others, you'll try it and call me brilliant next fall.

Does anyone other than me get a rush from sticking your hand into a coat pocket and finding a $5 bill you didn't know you had? Sheer bliss. Free coffee. The expensive kind.
I love that feeling. When I find a buck or two in a pair of jeans I haven't worn in a while I am totally consumed with how to spend it. It's not allocated to any part of my budget. No one can ask for it and I don't have to share it.

New lipgloss? 5 items from the Dollar Tree? A combination burrito from Taco Bueno? The possibilities are endless.

To make life more fun I plan my own surprises. (You know what's coming) As the weather gets warmer I tuck a couple of bucks in a coat pocket, or a fall purse or maybe a warm hoodie pocket that I know I'll use again at the first sign of fall. Conveniently I manage to forget about it. And trust me, when I'm over the dog days of summer and I finally get to reach for my favorite jacket, I am soooooooooo excited to find a crisp $5 bill.

Yes. That I purposely hid. From myself.

My husband thinks that is nuts. I think he's just upset he can't get a skinny vanilla latte from Starbucks without dipping into his allocated weekly budget.

Am I alone on this? It's possible.

(Make a note to yourself: Always borrow clothing items from me at the beginning of a season. It'll increase your chances of a surprise.)