Funny how discipline works. When I was embedded in crazy personal struggle I still found a way to kick it with my friends, hit the bars and clubs, buy new clothes and go out of town multiple times a year.
Now that the struggle is over, I could REALLY do those things, right? Probably; but no.
The fact of the matter is I haven’t been out of town since 2012. I only buy clothes when I need them. I’m retired from the night life and though it’s mostly house gatherings, I still see my friends and family when time allows it. I can also go out to eat every once in a while, only now I do so without having to scrounge for money or take out a stupid payday loan just for a night of keeping up with the Joneses.
The best thing about this lifestyle though is that when really I don’t have it, I’m comfortable in saying that it’s not in the budget and respectfully declining to participate.
I will always be at peace with that honesty.
My rent is always on time. My car note history is perfect. I have nothing in collections. I’ll take that over being stupid with my money every again! Did I mention that short of a bad work schedule I love my life now too? Yeah, that.
Self discipline; priorities; I guess that’s just a part of growing up… finally.