2 hours ago
i've never been "poor" like, can't afford food or clothing poor. somehow, even when my family didn't have any money, all the things i needed and most that I wanted were somehow provided for me. since i started working at 16, i've paid for everything on my own, and taken pride in that. i've always worked a minimum wage job or just above it, and i have HORRIBLE spending habits - the definition of living paycheck to paycheck. but i've made it a priority in the past four months or so to save money and not spend what i don't have. i saved to buy a new (to me) car, stopped splurging every payday, and last week i received $250 unexpectedly, so I decided to "treat yo self" and buy an apple watch. truthfully my reasons for buying it in the first place were kind of dumb.
1) it's pretty
2) my boyfriend has one
3) it tracks your calories burned and heart rate (glorified fit bit)
4) i never answer my phone and it will make my life easier
5) i never buy expensive things
i returned my watch this weekend.
it drove me absolutely CRAZY to get notifications on my wrist all day long. stand up. breathe. facebook. email. stand up. text. call. breathe.
you get the picture. in an effort to pair down my owning of material possessions and simplify my already chaotic life, this device was not helpful but hindering. i realized pretty quickly that it wasn't going to work out for me and that it was a superfluous buy, so thankfully best buy has a 15 day return policy.
let's not drown in social media and the demands of this busy life, more than we already must.
breaking up with my apple watch was a great decision.