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Originally Posted by ratbastid
I just ate a bowl of Lucky Charms for dinner.
When I was a kid, my mom would never buy me junk cereal like that. Now that I'm footing my own cereal bills, I get to say whether I get to eat bad marshmallows or not.
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I remember feeling that exact same way the first time I went to the store after moving away from home. I bought all kinds of crap, and was eating cheese sticks with chocolate chip cookie dough for dinner, In fact, I chose to go to the 24-hour supermarket at like 3 AM just to drive home the point that I was finally making my own decisions. It was probably the most free I've felt my entire life.
My simple luxury is just quiet time. Now that me and the Mrs. work different hours, I get home early and can wind down in a nice quiet house for an hour or 2 before she gets home and tells me about her day. Its priceless.