roachpatrol:

jumpingjacktrash:

voidbat:

baphomeme:

im serious about that “stop saving things for special occasions” bit tho like. even if u aren’t in your 20s. thats for everyone. its one of the most useful things ive learned lately

stop! just stop. eat the special snack. drink the expensive hippie tea. use the incense or the bath bomb or whatever you paid way too much for because you were feeling really bad and retail therapy makes u feel alive

when we save things for special occasions/rainy days it contributes to us feeling like A.) our day to day existence is lackluster and B.) you have to be feeling a certain level of Bad, or have to reach a certain level of Socially Accepted Achievement, to enjoy things

just give yourself stuff. there are definitely sometimes reasons to withhold things from yourself – as motivation, if it’s something you consciously want to use sparingly, etc – but at least for me half the time it just turns into self-flagellation and also cool things and cool experiences and nice treats just collect dust while i wait for some fabled day when i convince myself i finally Deserve it

just fuckin give yourself stuff dude. life’s so mindblowingly short

my grandmother died having only used her china like twice in her life. during the year or so before her death, she was starting to package up and give things of hers to her kids, and gave mom the china while sighing “oh i wish i had used the china more!” and mom tried so hard to convince her to just keep it, then, and eat corny dogs off it if she wanted. she insisted she couldn’t possibly, you need a special reason to use the fine china.

when nana died, we used her fine china as our everyday dishes for years. i was 18 when she died, and never really stopped having that in the back of my head.

now, when i hear myself say “i wish i had a reason to wear/do/eat/use X!” i hear nana regretting never really using her china. and let me tell you a thing:

spaghettios taste great when eaten from fine china.

for the most part, i totally agree, and that’s mostly how i live – friends brought me a chocolate orange to cheer me up, i ate it that night. spouse gave me a silk chinese jacket, i wore it almost every day until it fell apart. love what you love, enjoy things while they’re fresh, let every day be a little bit special.

but i also see the value in saving one or two special things for when you really need a treat. sometimes you DO feel that certain level of Bad, and it can absolutely turn an awful day around if you can go, “you know what? i’m going to bust out that forty dollar silk yarn and make myself the world’s softest scarf.” it’s special in a way it wouldn’t be if i used it on a regular day.

so like… hell yes, give yourself stuff. don’t refuse yourself those little luxuries. but also maybe hold a few items in reserve.

as a personal anecdote my parents always advised my brother and i to eat our halloween candy in reverse order of size and goodness. it turned out later they did this so they could secretly remove all the big-size candy bars from our stashes, because they wanted us to be healthy and letting your kid eat like five snickers at once probably isn’t great parenting. so of course our tiny child brains didn’t get suspicious when we just never quite seemed to get around to eating the good candy. we just figured we did it wrong, and next halloween we’d definitely get to the good candy. 

anyway i found this out when i was like twenty and holy shit i cannot tell you how vindictively satisfied i still feel when i buy a big candy bar and eat all of it immediately the moment i walk outside the store. 

so like my perspective here is that if you put your Good Things in a hoard, you’re not just denying yourself the experiences of using the good things, you’re genuinely risking losing them to someone smarter than you.