Coming from humble beginnings (read: super poor growing up) gives you a different perspective than others with more privileged backgrounds. Some may argue that when you have less, your imagination develops more. I’m not sure I agree because my imagination is crap but maybe I’m the outlier. Some say you are more grateful for what you have. For me, this is 100% true.
But there is also a fair amount of guilt that occurs with ‘wanting’. It seems normal to want things but, given my background, I often feel like I should just be grateful and content.
I want the pretty, shiny things. I want to have the newest and fanciest.
As a teenager and young adult, I had a credit card and I would just go buy those shiny things. Now I’m paying for it. Literally. Moreover, as I’ve gotten older I appreciate everything more because I realize how hard I work for them. Getting paid on a design gig isn’t just paying for my work, it’s also going toward my student loans which is how I was able to pay for design school. It also takes me another step closer to leaving the corporate world.
So I can’t justify spending money willy-nilly on goodies.
But let’s be real… I WANT TO. If I ever do buy something, I track down a deal and make sure it’s a smart decision. And then I usually feel guilty because I don’t need whatever toy I just bought. I can get by with what I have. So I mostly just lurk. I surf the net looking for my kind of porn (is that inappropriate? I hope not!).
So today’s post is dedicated to that. All of the (kind of) frivolous things I am lusting after right now.
MAN! That is sexy. And I would definitely use it for design work. But the $1300-2000 sticker doesn’t quite pay for itself. Especially since I have a computer that works just fine.
OMG hold me. I would make some serious cookies with this sweet thing. And yes, I sell my cookies. But not a lot of them. They are mixed with a $9.99 handheld that is kind of terrible but does the trick. So, no. I can’t justify buying this.
Kito always tries to buy it for me when I walk by the KitchenAid display at Macy’s but I won’t let him. The ‘my boyfriend bought me this expensive shit’ guilt is really bad too.
How about an FJ Cruiser? They’re pretty sweet trucks. And I want one. But $30,000? I don’t know…
Many moons ago I bought a Scion xA brand new.
That’s not mine. My car is modified a little and a bit more sporty, yet I have no pics of it. So sad.
Buying it new was not my wisest choice as new cars depreciate a ton, but oh well. I financed it by myself and it will be paid off in two weeks. HOLY MOLY! It gets 25 miles to the gallon in the city and a million mpg on the highway. I have a bike rack. I can put Ikea furniture in it. I can fit all of my friends in it. It really is the best car in the world for a city girl such as myself.
But every time I see an FJ I go a little bananas. I love them.
Or how about some jeans…
Given my curvy build, I generally can only find jeans that fit in $200+ range. Consequently, I have acquired thousands of dollars in jeans over the years in varying sizes. Some are starting to fade and I’d like to invest in some new ones…but the guilt! It kills.
I’ll take one of each, please.
See what I mean? I should just be a millionaire.
Ok, I’m finished with my lusting.
I know I have everything I need and more. I am so fortunate and I recognize this all the time.
But I also want shiny things.
Sorry, I’m not sorry.
What do you pine after? Do you just buy it? Buyer’s remorse? Or do you exercise your self-restraint?