Today, I caved. I had been eyeing that beauty salon for weeks, telling myself I’d wait until next month, maybe after payday. But something in me snapped—I just needed it today. I deserved it, right? So, I booked the appointment, walked in with anticipation, and left the salon with my hair bouncing and nails gleaming.
It felt incredible. I could practically feel the stress melt away as I sat in that chair. But, of course, as soon as I got home and looked at my bank statement, the guilt crept in. Spending money on myself always makes me feel a little uneasy. Couldn’t I have just waited? Saved that money for something more practical?
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