Last month I went over budget in almost every category, mainly because I was upset and not paying much attention to my spending. It seemed more important to get back my equilibrium and be happy, and I don't regret parting with a little extra cash to do so. I am an emotional creator, and my emotions tend to get out of hand when things go toxic for me. I am easily frightened and I know that intellectually, but what I tell myself in my head seldom migrates to my heart. I have triggers and I imagine I always will. Everyone does. Mine just happen to take a lot of work to quiet down. Anyway, I'm over the trauma, and I've taken steps to protect myself. It's time to get back on track. I already know that I am not suited to having no-spend months, mainly because it's almost impossible to resist temptation when I try. Then there is non-negotiable necessary spending (medicines, reference materials and other things I need for the day job, etc.) which I'll disc...
The other morning I was preparing to drink my second cup of coffee when I realized I was tired of drinking out of a plastic tumbler. I have about a dozen of them, all Starbucks, all red, all thrifted. Yes, it's safer if I happen to drop it (and I drop lots of stuff these days, thank you arthritis) but the color red always makes me nervous. Red equals emergency, blood, and crisis in my head. I didn't think about any of that when I thrifted them; I just wanted something cheap and convenient. Cheap and convenient is nice, easy, and preferable, but not always when it comes to mood. Part of me is tired of settling for what's easy and sacrificing my mood in the process. I want inspiration. I want to be surrounded by beauty and whimsy and things that make me happy. I really, really want to smile in the mornings. So I ditched the plastic tumbler, took out my favorite Halloween ceramic mug and had my second cup of coffee in that. I don't care that it's five mon...