I Like To Indulge, And Your Problem Is?

One thing I've always noticed, why do some people sometimes take great umbrage when you tell them how much you spend on things?

I think liking to buy the more expensive things in life is a nice trait to have. When you work hard for the money you earn from work, why not treat yourself and have an expensive splurge on makeup and clothes?
Don't get me wrong, I love a good bargain as much as the next person, especially at clothes shops like Topshop and Zara, but I don't think there's anything wrong with breaking the bank on buying things you know that are going to make you happy and more fulfilled. Sometimes I would rather save up for the more 'high end' beauty or clothing brands. Everybody is different, it's ok if you prefer the latter. Everyone has a personal preference, and again, that's ok, I respect that and you should respect from personal purchase.

We all deserve to treat ourselves once in a while. For example, I spend £20 on a Benefit eyebrow pencil. I use it all the time anyway and I needed a new one anyway, but I felt happy purchasing something I knew was going to put a smile on my face. It also meant not having badly misshapen eyebrows for a while!

I was brought up by my Mam with one life philosophy, "Life is too short" well, in my case, it is with a life threatening genetic illness. I'm glad my parents brought me up to appreciate the smaller things of life, For me growing up, I appreciated being let out to play with the other kids in my road after my Colomycin nebuliser or being allowed to stay up late on a Friday night. I was also grateful for all the wonderful family holidays to places such as Brittany in France and Disney World in Florida, the ultimate child's dream location for a holiday. I'm so happy that they gave me the cherished childhood memories I will never forget. From meeting Mickey Mouse for the first time to the first time I tried fish soup with grated cheese on top in our chalet on a farm in France (believe me, hubba hubba!) they are the things that can warm my heart.

When I was a child, I never demanded toys or games from my parents, I was never spoilt. I got what I was given and I was always grateful for whatever presents my parents bought me as a child. As a child, it was the little things that made you happy. I was more happy with the box the toy came in, it meant I could decorate it with paint and glitter. Not good for my Mam who ended swearing at the carpet when the silver glitter wouldn't go up the hoover.
But as I have gotten older, with having CF, I have realised that life is most definitely too short and why should I be judged for being a teeny bit more extravagant with the things I buy?

Knowing I have the power and independence to spend my money on what I please makes me feel good about myself and no one should judge anyone on what they spend their money on. I would never even consider telling someone "You shouldn't spent so much on that" or ask the question "Why did you buy that?" It's uncalled for and quite rude if I'm honest. It's nobody's business what you choose to buy and how much you are willing to pay for items you see online or in the shops.

Working for my money gives me a great sense of satisfaction, knowing I have earned my money means I have earned the right to spend my wages on something I want as well as need. And why shouldn't I buy the things I have been yearning to buy for so long?
There is no better feeling than buying something you've been eyeing up online or in the shop hanging up on the rail for weeks. These culottes are a great example. I'm praying my arse off that the weather will be gorgeous when I go to Liverpool next month and I can wear them.

Am I the only one who feels this way about money and how I spend it?

Let me know what you think!

Lucy xx

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