I'm going to Hawaii!
Mar. 15th, 2007 12:04 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I finally filed my tax return. I've been really concerned about the HI trip this summer, really feeling that I can't afford it. But not going would have meant not seeing my best friend this year.
What I'm getting back means that I can pay for the tickets.
If I spent on clothing and appearance what I spend on food, I was wondering, how that would change me? I'd still have to eat, but more cheaply. And probably less overall, but certainly less cheese (price per pound to rival expensive cuts of meat). Rice and vegetables and soup are cheap foods. I would drink more water, though I'm already pretty good about that. Chocolate would become an occasional treat instead of a staple.
In exchange, I would be current on my haircuts, wear newer shoes, and be more likely to wear make-up on a daily basis. I would buy this season's clothes, ones that fit well, instead of making due with what is in my closet. I'd wear more J.Jill. I'd own more sexy underclothes. I'd have the leather corsette I promised myself that I could only buy when I met my next weight goal. And so on and so forth.
I used to think deeper thoughts. Lately it's boys and sex, appearances...oh, and the end of the known universe, but let's put that aside... and getting a few good photographs. Even without the biological imperitive to procreate, I'm like this. Imagine what I'd be like with a clock ticking!
Wait, wait -- this was supposed to be a celebration post!
At least I still read books. They can't take that away from me.
What I'm getting back means that I can pay for the tickets.
If I spent on clothing and appearance what I spend on food, I was wondering, how that would change me? I'd still have to eat, but more cheaply. And probably less overall, but certainly less cheese (price per pound to rival expensive cuts of meat). Rice and vegetables and soup are cheap foods. I would drink more water, though I'm already pretty good about that. Chocolate would become an occasional treat instead of a staple.
In exchange, I would be current on my haircuts, wear newer shoes, and be more likely to wear make-up on a daily basis. I would buy this season's clothes, ones that fit well, instead of making due with what is in my closet. I'd wear more J.Jill. I'd own more sexy underclothes. I'd have the leather corsette I promised myself that I could only buy when I met my next weight goal. And so on and so forth.
I used to think deeper thoughts. Lately it's boys and sex, appearances...
Wait, wait -- this was supposed to be a celebration post!
At least I still read books. They can't take that away from me.