It's funny how my definition of splurging has changed over the years.
Back when I was single, I would splurge with my girlfriends on a weekend in Breckenridge. Renting a condo, nights out on the town, the whole shebang.
After Aaron and I got married, we would splurge on a really fancy restaurant or a night at a bed and breakfast.
After a having a child, a splurge was a dinner and a movie. Maybe picking up a new outfit at Target.
After a couple of kids, splurging became picking up dinner from a fast-food restaurant.
And now, approaching the arrival of child number 4, splurging has hit an all-time low. I was eating lunch and putting together a shopping list. I added paper towels to the list. And I thought to myself, "Maybe I'll splurge and get the nice Viva towels instead of the generic Target paper towels." Yep, splurging is now reduced to spending an extra dollar on paper towels. LOL
On a tangent... splurge is a funny word. It sounded perfectly normal to me when I started this post. Now that I've reached the end and said it several times, it sounds strange. Try it... splurge. Splurge. Splurge. It just sounds odd and meaningless now...