One part of adulting that I still haven’t fully learned is allowing myself to spend money on nice things. Even when there is no doubt whatsoever that I can afford it, and I know it to be useful and believe it to be beautiful, there is still a twinge of guilt.

It took an effort to spend 700 SEK on this useful and beautiful lamp.

These days I usually manage to recognize this feeling and sometimes decide overcome it. But frugality is easier for me than splurging, and asceticism comes more naturally than indulgence.

On the plus side, this means that I spend much less than I earn and there is always money left over at the end of the month, and unless I do something spectacularly stupid in the future, I won’t have to worry about running out of money when I’m old. Maybe I’ll learn to splurge when I’m ninety.