Alert! Your credit on flowers.com is about to expire!
Oh, no. I can’t let that happen. I hafta send flowers to someone. Anyone. Wait a minute! How did I earn credit when I haven’t used flowers.com in well over a year? Delete!
And then there’s an email from Amazon: Last-minute gifts still available! Whaddya mean, last-minute gifts? It’s only December 15! Last minute gifts? We’re talkin’ December 24th. Now that’s last-minute. Delete!
And then there’s this one: Free shipping! Oy, I can’t miss out on free shipping. I must order something. Delete!
I’m sure the bad dreams came because the fear-of-loss ads triggered it. I jolted awake the other day, hit by a lightning bolt…I must get off the hamster wheel. I’m drowning in credit card debt. Ever since I took the cash advance to help a friend in trouble I have been fighting to keep my head above water, working this job and that just to make the minimum payment. I did get it paid down partly with the monthly payments she sometimes makes, but let’s face it—I continue to use it to live my normal, fun life! Lunch here, a writer’s retreat there. It all costs more money than I have.
No more. I start the austerity program today. Not after Christmas. Today. The gifts I already purchased can stay. The chocolate chips I already bought will get made into cookies with the expensive butter I bought. After that…no more cookies. Ever. Maybe I’ll lose some of the blubber I’ve packed on.
Yes, the austerity program must extend to the diet also. Whoo hoo! Gonna be fun.
Plus, after watching a “60 Minute” segment on what plastic is doing to our planet, I’m swearing off plastic. Did you see the part where they examined the contents of the stomachs of dead fish and birds? They were loaded with bits of plastic! It broke my heart. I mean, I knew about this problem but seeing it on film made a big impact on me. I can no longer turn a blind eye to ziplocks and single-use water bottles. I will fill my metal water bottle from my Brita. I’m now washing ziplocks and reusing. I won’t buy any more plastic straws, not even the cute ones with the fun flamingos on them. Paper only.
Have I turned into a “Bah! Humbug?” Not hardly. I’m just going to be more mindful of plastic. I know it’s not much, but as Lao Tzu said, “The journey of a thousand miles begins with one step.” Join me.
And I will stop living beyond my means. Well, at least until I can get my credit card under control. When I do, there will be a fancy lunch in San Francisco to celebrate my success! Scoma’s, here I come!
Merry Christmas to all!
With Love, Carole-Jean