I never paid attention to how much stuff I want. I was putting on a pair of kakhi’s this morning and noticed that I have worn them so much the hem is frayed. First thought: I can stop by Old Navy on my way home and replace them. Next thought: No, I can’t.
I’m in the shower this morning and my hair is feeling kind of dry. First thought: I’ll stop by Target and find some new product that promises to give me hair like Rapunzel. Next thought: No, I won’t.
I’m in my closet trying to decide what to wear. I see a cardigan from Ann Taylor that I like. I think: I should go see if they have any more like that. Then I think: No, I shouldn’t.
And that’s just in the first half an hour of waking up after a night of shitty sleep. Total dollars that I spent (in my head) before 7:00 in the morning? Damn near $100.