Grade school, I hoarded Polly Pockets every weekend.
High school, the "sinning' commenced.
College, being away from home and a gold (supplementary) credit card just made my insanity take a life of its own.
And now..."adulthood". Ugh. I still cringe at the sight/sound/faint whisper of that word.
After your first paycheck and "The Talk" with your old folks about (ugh part two)..."Independence"...it really starts to hit you.
I used to write about my loot and spoils before haul videos were ever a staple in every blog, vlog, flog. Okay, there really isn't a Flog. Or is there? Please google for me. :D <--lazyass!!
I honestly used to think that I was being such a frugal person opting for an LV over a Chanel. "Afterall, you could get 3-5 LV bags for the price of one Chanel!". I know, I have a very distorted perception of the word "savings" and "spending". I probably thought both words were synonymous to each other.
Now, I'm starting anew...hopefully, f'reals this time around.
New city, new pad (my first rental!), new life, and new....habits. Wow. I actually felt a chill run down my spine after saying that last word.
My friends think I'm crazy...er than usual. But I think I can do this. For someone who used to have a livejournal on my daily exploits that (thank god did NOT) nearly sent "Daddy Dearest" (nickname used solely to exaggerate and give you a clue how insufferable I was/am lol) up the wall...I will now attempt to "tone it down" a bit. The goal is not really to completely obliterate my daily dose of spending (there's SO many of us, I recently discovered), but at least these purchases wouldn't forsake my financial future for eternity. Maybe just a decade...or two.
The goal is no longer the latest "It Bag" --not that it's not gonna pop here sooner or later. I am STILL ME, afterall. But more likely, the new rehab goal...as the cliche goes, is to appreciate The Little Things. ;)
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