Saturday, December 1, 2007
Yes, No, Fuck, I Dunno
The torment.
I've been saving up for this massage chair for months, selling everything I can part with on ebay/half.com and hoping that my birthday check would bring me up to where I want to be.
Then the guilt set in. Guilt for luxury. I don't "deserve" it--right? Who deserves such a contraption?
But the right side of my body is completely fucked. I get headaches, vertigo, and queasiness. All because of my tendency to hunch, clench, and stiffen.
The massage chair makes it allllll goooooo awayyyyyyyyyyyyyyy...
But it can't massage away the guilt. SO. All my savings--the safety net in case this my house gets sick (some $5,000 and change, all of my birthday money ($1000) and all of my saved up ebay money $1700 are ALL GOING TO MY CREDIT CARD COMPANY INSTEAD. No. Chair.
The relief of getting out of debt (somewhat) is as good as a massage.
But there's more. I just I saw a place online that is DISCOUNTING the chair nearly 40% for Christmas time.
Oh fuck. I spent the money.
Or did I?
I used enough of the check to pay outstanding bills for a month, I just got my rent checks, I get paid on Friday, and the store has NO PAYMENTS FOR ONE YEAR at NO INTEREST RATE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I could pay about half and be "okay with it."
Fuck. I dunno guys. WhatshouldIdowhatshouldIdowhatshouldIdooooooooooo???????????????????
I'm fucking 35 years old as of tomorrow! This thing will de-stress me at a moments notice. I've been crying into my Scotch about this thing for almost two years now....
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5 comments:
Geez! It's like you're in an abusive relationship with this chair. Hmm... I see your options as follows:
1. You could buy the chair on credit, but that would be like you had never sent in the money to your credit card in the first place. Kind of a waste. Plus, the added stress and guilt of being further in debt would offset the relaxation of the chair.
2. You could seek out other ways of de-stressing that aren't so expensive and don't look like a Nazi torture device sitting in your house: gym membership, yoga, massages, etc. Identify your major stressors and work to eliminate them. With my neck, exercise really helps.
3. (This is the option I would go with.) Instead of buying the chair, see if your health insurance will cover therapeutic massages (managed physical care). You might be able to get regular neck and back massages covered. Then, you could use the money you would have spent on the chair on some other necessities, like that door you wanted to buy. Heck, you're paying a shit-ton of money for health care anyway! Make it work for you.
If none of these sound feasible, then you should probably just quit whining and buy the damn thing. But if my heat quits working, we're burning it to stay warm.
Burnt pleather never smelled so good!
My insurance doesn't even cover dental unfortunately.
I know that real massage are "better," but getting three at once in your own home....
I won't buy it on credit--I'll have to force my self to pay it off before the 12 month time period kicks in (at 17% interest) and I'm screwed. So it's kinda like credit--but not if I'm responsible enough.
(sigh)
I'm kind of with QC. Try other alternatives like regular exercise, yoga, or even basic stretching. But if you have or it doesn't work, then it's obvious that you genuinely want the thing if you've been pining over for two years. I think that would be enough reason for me to get it. And it's for your health. Not really a bad reason to drop a couple grand.
Happy birthday by the way!!
Just think of all the hours you currently spend in vexation over this and all the super productive and positive things you could devote those same hours to in the coming year. I'm with BEM. Buy the fucking thing already. If you don't buy it, I vote that you start donating a couple hours a week to a local charitable group, just to keep things real.
Buy the chair for fucks sake. then sit in it and drink scotch while watching Buffy re-runs.if that doesn't make you happy, nothing (legal) will.
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