|My birthday weekend gluttony.|
How is it that I can be 30 and still living above my means? Who do I think I am? Do I really need a closet of clothes I've only worn a handful of times a piece? Do I really to pay for a month of tanning to get this terrible farmers tan off my back in time for my beach vacation? Do I really need a beach vacation after being gone for three months on the Camino? Do I really need to pay $2300 to fix the dent in my car I got pulling out of the parking lot after watching "Harry Potter" (isn't a dent like a cool scar but for your car)? Did I really need a birthday facial and pedicure on top of my hotel weekend with the girls? Do I really need to spend a bit more on the studio apartment in the towers when I can get a one bedroom for less in the villas? Did I really need that sushi last week? Or the Jamba Juice today? Do I really need to buy new trail runners (aren't there people somewhere who just run barefoot)? Do I really need to fill my life with fun experiences and beautiful things I can't afford?
The answer is quite frankly, ye--- NO! I don't need them. But I really really really really want them!!!