I spend mountains of money on my family members, but I am reluctant to spend anything on myself. Part of it is outright cheapness, and part of it is the deep belief that I’ve got everything I need pretty much for the rest of my life.
The wallet I carry is a good example of this. I don’t know how many years I’ve owned it, but it’s perfect for me, even though it’s falling apart. Whenever I would present a credit card, it would be partly covered with black flecks, because little bits and pieces of my wallet would come off each time.



