That's what I keep telling myself.
I wish it worked with my age. I tried. I walked around for four days at age 29 and 361 days muttering, "Keep it to 30, keep it to 30."
Then I looked in the mirror and found seven grey hairs.
I'm trying hard to keep it to thirty new fall colorways. It's tough, because once creativity strikes, it's hard to ward her off. She wants to play, she doesn't want to be caged.
I need to keep it to thirty for logistical reasons, really. Otherwise, I'd make 300.
How do I choose between my babies? HOW? Eeny-meeny-miny-mo? Is that even how you spell eeny-meeny-miny-mo?
This is going to turn into Sophie's Choice pretty soon if I can't curtail my impulse to make just one more pretty thing.
Help!