I am always in the mood for soup. But I'm trying to have a responsible level of restraint. Not only are the financial implications small but costly over time, but I'm certain there aren't enough nutrients in the veggies and noodles to justify the amount of sodium I'm consuming.
I wish I could just have it my way... I wish that there wasn't a tug of "shoulds" stopping me from going after something that I am certain I will enjoy. I could wait. I could reward myself at a later time, after I've sacrificed enough or maybe even compensated with duplicates. Something to scratch the itch, while I practice patience.
I have to think about the future. I have to think about the future. I have to think...
Am I thinking too much, could I reframe my thoughts and look at this as an investment in my joy over an expense taking away from my responsibilities.
How is this different than buying 30 bags or grain-free tortillas at Costco for $17. How is this different than needing to have $25 lip balm from Sephora.
How is this compared to a $600 a night stay at a hotel in a city far away or a $200 concert ticket from the coolest rapper ever?
Why is it so easy to deny myself simple joys, and flippantly make decisions for bigger grander joys?
I really want soup. But it's easier to ignore my desires, because that's what I should do.
Have self-control. Discipline. The end goal is in sight...
right?
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