Day 2 - A Success!

Yesterday, I decided to start a No Buy Year. That is, a No Buy for an entire year, twelve months, ending next December 1, 2024. Not a No Buy for the rest of the year, ending in 31 days, because that would be ridiculous and easy. Ridiculously easy.

Or so you would think. Because it is only Day 2 of the No Buy Year (let's make that NBY for short, and pray that there isn't a more nefarious meaning to the acronym – I'm too tired to google up the slang these days so let's just hope for the best, shall we?). And I have had to repeatedly fight against the urge to purchase things. I know; it's sad. I am a sad creature who longs for the shiny and new and this is why I'm here: public acknowledgement that I do not need new shiny things. I have many shiny new things already.

Like candles.

There is a certain annual candle sale going on at a certain retail establishment known for their scented body products. It started yesterday, Dec 1, the first day of my NBY. I was confident I wouldn't break. After all, I didn't need any candles. I already have so many! I haven't even burnt one single candle this year! So that means I easily have a year's supply when apparently that supply is zero (I guess that means I have over a year's supply, since I definitely have a non-zero amount of candles tucked away here and there).

So there I was, confident that I could easily ignore what is the lowest price of the year on the shiny and pretty and lovely-smelling candles. And yet, I still kept pulling up the app multiple times per day "just to see." What insanity!

Logically, I know all the reasons I don't need more candles. But there is still that urge, that pull, to get the "Best Deal of the Year," to know I could have an ever larger stockpile of lovely smelling things, to know I can make my home cozy and welcoming whenever I want with the new scents unique to this day.

Except nothing is truly unique. Even my lame attempts to tell myself that this year will be different, and that I'm not going to self-soothe with random impulse purchases.

Yes, this year will be different. Because I am going to hold myself accountable, however feeble that accountability may be.

Which is why I am here: a magpie attempting to eschew her hoarding ways by squawking about it to the void we call the internet.

I feel confident right now, but also there's the lingering whisper that this will be much harder than it seems. Especially when I've nearly broken my vow on only the second day.

Sigh.

Oh, well. At least I'm trying.

And, really, the while point is that no matter how much I was tempted, I closed the app without buying anything. So at least today is a success!