Slap on the Wrist

I’m trying to cut back on spending. I don’t make a lot or even a few big ticket purchases. I just make a lot of little ones. I used to get fast food a few times a week, telling myself, “it’s only five bucks” or “I’m too tired to go home and cook” or “you deserve a little treat.” In all honesty, I didn’t deserve a treat and how much of a treat is fast food anyway? I don’t really enjoy it. I prefer to eat healthy but sometimes I don’t feel like putting forth the effort. I know in the long run I’ll be happier and healthier if I don’t listen to that voice in my head. Lately I’ve been giving myself a virtual slap on the wrist. Whenever I think I “need” something, I scold myself for thinking it and give myself a pep talk, “you’ll be happy you passed on it when you start seeing an improvement in your financial situation.”