I'll stick to the spoons

Over two years ago, I started wanting something. I mean, really wanting something. Every time I was in the store, I had my eye on it...played with it a little bit, envisioned myself using it, justified how much easier life would be if I had it, etc. I dreamed. 

It all started when I was shopping for someone else and I discovered this magical item and thought, wow, this is a special device. I need it. I want it. I must have it. 

But there are moments in life when reality kicks in and you think to yourself, there is no good reason that I must have that. I've made it just fine for oh I don't know...22 years of life without it, I'm sure I'll make another 22 years without. Don't buy it. 

My dream item is a cookie dough scooper. Don't stop reading. Its a simple devise. They make two kinds in fact. One is rubber and you scope the dough and then push the dough out with your thumb. The other, is made like and ice cream scooper but its made proportionally to the size of the cookie dough ball, works the same way. 

I've done some research, I'm familiar with the item, but I had convinced myself that I had no need. Spoons and hands seemed to work just find and 7 or 8 bucks seem to fit into the want category not the need. I bet at this point you are thinking man, she is crazy. Well, I assure you, read on, you will really think I'm crazy.

I follow a budget ( the best I can ) and cookie dough scoopers don't often make the cut. So for months I've said no. I don't get things like that for my birthday or Christmas..and like I said, I've made out just fine. 

So last Friday happens. I'm not having the best of days and just feeling a little bluh. A serious of events happen and I end up alone on friday night. So, I head to target to shop for a few things. I was going to go a movie but some how or another got left behind...so save 7 or 8 bucks. The thought runs through my head. I saved 7 or 8 in my entertainment budget tonight...perhaps I could use that for my scooper. I mean, one of the things I was going to buy was cookie dough for a cookout we were having that weekend. So I'm in the aisle just looking and thinking. I remember my day, my week, and think...I want that stupid scooper. I'm splurging! 

So I bought it. 

I rush home and start scooping away!! It was awesome. 5 cookies in, that dang thing snaps and the spring is loose. Oh dear. So I'm handy, I fix it up and keep on scooping, no big deal. Well, cookie 6, it breaks again. I'm not happy. Bad day turned worse. Cookie 7, I give up. My joy has been stolen (not really, but you sense the drama) 

I mean, all my life, or maybe just two years, I've wanted this small, 7 dollar scooper. And its worthless. Its nothing. It breaks. I end up rolling the cookie dough with my hands. And I have to make a return. Its the biggest let down ever. I would be better off just wishing I could have the dream item and knowing that I held out for that precious item. 

I guess somethings just let you down. So steer clear of cookie dough scoopers. You can't trust them. Old fashion ways just can't beaten with somethings. I think I'll stick to the spoons!