I really wish we'd close on the new house already.
I spend an unhealthy amount of time on Potterybarn.com and abstinence does not make the heart grow fonder; it makes my stomach more bitter; I've been craving delicious, rich, heaven-in-a-cute-paper-cup cupcakes something serious for a while now (since Tennessee actually but who's keeping track). But I'm saving myself for my new kitchen.
Don't get me wrong; my ass thanks for you the delay but the rest of me? Not so much.