With the annual birthday celebration comes the expected piles of dough from generous relatives. Despite getting a GameCube this year, I still have a rather healthy pile of birthday cash, which brings on the anxiety of how to spend such a wad.
I love getting birthday money because I’m notoriously cheap, and such a wad is a chance to finally buy the goodies I’ve been too responsible to spend money on. Birthday money doesn’t go in the budget, so there’s no guilt.
Yet as my wife points out, I spend so much time trying to plan and squeeze every penny out of my birthday stash, it’s hardly worth it. I admit she’s right. I do spend a lot of time planning what I could buy, checking out several items on my latest goodies list, adding them up, and seeing how I can maximize my birthday money. It’s really quite anal.
This year is no exception, though I’m finding myself torn. Part of my is haunted by the fact that I’m an entertainment junkie. Do I really need more CDs and DVDs? Yet other spending ideas, like putting the cash towards an iPod or going to the movies without guilt for the next several months are equally entertainment based. Entertainment seems to be what I like to spend my money on. I shudder at the thought of spending birthday money on clothes, something my wife would relish.
And so I go back to weighing the options. Simpsons Season 4? The few remaining U2 CDs I don’t already own? A pile of DVDs I could never justify buying? And I find myself asking strange questions, like is it way too nostalgic to buy the animated G.I. Joe series on DVD? Then I wonder if I should just go nuts on eBay.
Of course the responsible person out there is wondering what’s the big deal. Why don’t I just stick the cash in my wallet and spend it as I feel like it? Why do I feel this intense need to spend the money now? That’s just not the way I work. Birthday money is meant to burn a hole in my pocket.
Sigh. Sometimes I think way too much.