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i spent yesterday and today shopping online.
this is hard to do. i love shopping. i love buying things. i love having stuff. i love getting new stuff. i’m like a dragon and i hoard things and that’s where this becomes a problem. also, i’m poor as fuck. i make very little money. my dude, with whom i live, makes plenty of money, which sort of makes it worse, because I have access to that money and could spend it, but, shouldn’t. it’s not really mine. (I’m not complaining, it’s awesome, if one must be be broke, to never actually have to go hungry or miss car payments or be short on rent or whatever. If you have to be poor, having a well-off roommate who doesn’t care is absolutely the way to go. I paid his way through his last year of college and brought home the bacon while he got himself together, so it’s not like I’m some freeloader, but his money is still not really mine. We don’t really keep track, but I’m still acutely aware that I barely cover my own expenses, here. Ha, it’s been long enough that the Ikea furniture I bought us when we had nothing is starting to wear out…)
So, I cannot and should not buy things. I’ve done badly in the past, but the last year and a half or so, I’ve done pretty well. I just don’t go into stores, and don’t shop online either. If I need something, I buy it in a very targeted raid. I don’t go into places I like to buy things, or if I do, I go with a very low budget.
But Christmas. I need presents for family members. This is challenging. I was completely unable to resist buying myself a couple of things that I’ve been wanting for a long time. But a few things, I managed to take back out of the shopping cart and put into wishlists, which is good. And I wrote down what I meant to buy for whom, so I’ll wind up really giving out the gifts I bought.
I just. I spent. I spent like, all day shopping.
And now I’m forcing myself to close tabs and windows of stores where I’ve picked out all these other things I want.
(I bought some from small businesses, I sure did. I also bought some things on Amazon, shame on me, but if you’re a shut-in and need a cellphone charger, a pair of pants in a specific size, and to buy specific shit off a distant kinsfolk’s wishlist, you can’t get that on Etsy. And Amazon as a buying platform keeps the lights on in the small camera store I work for, so they’re not mutually exclusive. I’m not pretending I did all my shopping in a Woke Way though, no lie there.)
I got Dude’s shopping done too though so I guess I can count that an extra win.
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i spent yesterday and today shopping online.
this is hard to do. i love shopping. i love buying things. i love having stuff. i love getting new stuff. i’m like a dragon and i hoard things and that’s where this becomes a problem. also, i’m poor as fuck. i make very little money. my dude, with whom i live, makes plenty of money, which sort of makes it worse, because I have access to that money and could spend it, but, shouldn’t. it’s not really mine. (I’m not complaining, it’s awesome, if one must be be broke, to never actually have to go hungry or miss car payments or be short on rent or whatever. If you have to be poor, having a well-off roommate who doesn’t care is absolutely the way to go. I paid his way through his last year of college and brought home the bacon while he got himself together, so it’s not like I’m some freeloader, but his money is still not really mine. We don’t really keep track, but I’m still acutely aware that I barely cover my own expenses, here. Ha, it’s been long enough that the Ikea furniture I bought us when we had nothing is starting to wear out…)
So, I cannot and should not buy things. I’ve done badly in the past, but the last year and a half or so, I’ve done pretty well. I just don’t go into stores, and don’t shop online either. If I need something, I buy it in a very targeted raid. I don’t go into places I like to buy things, or if I do, I go with a very low budget.
But Christmas. I need presents for family members. This is challenging. I was completely unable to resist buying myself a couple of things that I’ve been wanting for a long time. But a few things, I managed to take back out of the shopping cart and put into wishlists, which is good. And I wrote down what I meant to buy for whom, so I’ll wind up really giving out the gifts I bought.
I just. I spent. I spent like, all day shopping.
And now I’m forcing myself to close tabs and windows of stores where I’ve picked out all these other things I want.
(I bought some from small businesses, I sure did. I also bought some things on Amazon, shame on me, but if you’re a shut-in and need a cellphone charger, a pair of pants in a specific size, and to buy specific shit off a distant kinsfolk’s wishlist, you can’t get that on Etsy. And Amazon as a buying platform keeps the lights on in the small camera store I work for, so they’re not mutually exclusive. I’m not pretending I did all my shopping in a Woke Way though, no lie there.)
I got Dude’s shopping done too though so I guess I can count that an extra win.
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