Sunday Night

I just made tuna salad for tomorrow's lunch and transferred $2,166 into my savings account. My frugality is ingrained enough that I can't really imagine spending $2,166 at one go. For $2,166, I could eat out every workday for almost a year and a half. I could buy several items of clothing from the pages of Vogue and Lucky. I could buy part--a tenth? a fifteenth?--of a car. Or I could do what I just did and buy myself a month or a month and a half of freedom. More, I guess, assuming that compound interest starts happening again sometime before I retire.

Sunday night is one of the reasons I'm doing this. I stay up too late on Sunday nights trying to make the most of time. I don't hate my job, but I do sort of hate going to my job, and I'm never a huge fan of getting up early in the morning.

This weekend was largely consumed with a freelance editing project. I hope to be back to lengthier posts tomorow.