Materialism

I don't need things. but. i like them.
they just aren't everything
or anything close
to super important.


I decided the other day I don't like specific colors. I might drive my mother nuts come my wedding day because I want all colors. Is that too much to ask? Gold, dark purple, the greenish-blue, yellow... the colors of my favorite necklace.

I have a hard time wearing earrings; these are the only ones I wear when I do. Mostly because it's the only matching pair.

So because I didn't have a job or because I'm obsessed with watching what I spend and categorizing things, I decided to pull out my lovely label-er and I started collecting receipts to keep track of specific expenses. Food consumes my wallet. I got the idea off this financial TV show where this lady comes in and tells people they are stupid for living outside their means and helps get them back on track. I like labels and I like jars... why not create the excel spreadsheet and see where all that money goes...

just counted: $74.83

If I had a disposable income:
photography gear
beach cruiser
paints
video camera
mac desktop
rock climbing membership
smoothies for breakfast
guitar
books
flowers in my apt all the time
help dad retire
graduate school?
travel... to random places with character