I have money and I don’t know what to do with it. I know many of you would love to have this issue so don’t think that I’m complaining. As a matter of fact, this is a lovely sort of predicament to have. I highly recommend it should you have the chance to procure it for yourself.
Every year, my grandfather sends me money for my birthday. He’s done this every year since I was born and it adds a really cool element of self-indulgence to my birthday. I think that’s his intention, to give me the freedom to buy something fun, and if that’s the case then well done, Grandpa Bill!
The problem is, I have trouble spending money on myself. Throughout my teenage and college years I inevitably put my birthday money into my savings account. I’d always tell myself that I’d spend it later on something fun but I never did.
Theoretically, I guess you could say I spent all those years of birthday savings on my wedding, which ate up my whole savings account, but I’m pretty sure that’s not what I meant by “something fun.” Yeah, our wedding was awesome, but I won’t kid myself by pretending that I put money away with the intention of spending it on a wedding license and Wes’ wedding ring.
This year, I’ve resolved to try something different. I’m going to buy something fun and mean it. In fact, I won’t even deposit my check. I’m going to make it out to cold hard cash and then have some fun. At first, I thought about going to Bed Bath & Beyond (as in, perpetually Beyond my budget) and buying a springform pan (for making cheesecake) and a new shower curtain (because ours is stained red from my many and frequent hair color changes.)
I’m unsettled by this plan of action, however, because while cheesecake is fun, a shower curtain is not. Now we’ve arrived back at my original dilemma: I have money and I don’t know what to do with it.
I could buy some new DVD’s (Sex and the City, I’m looking at you), buy a new book (Chuck Palahniuk has a new one out called Snuff that sounds immensely entertaining and one of my favorite authors, Jen Lancaster, just published a new book as well), or buy some new shirts (apparently holes were only cute in the early 90’s.)
Decisions, decisions. What would you do with some spare cash?