I got my referral bonus today for recruiting a former ICOM'er into the Microsoft fold. Easiest grand I ever made. Good timing, too, because it means I'll be able to pay off the old credit card after incurring the moving expenses. I had my first stock vesting on Monday as well. When I compare things to a year ago at this time, things feel a lot better than they did. At the very least, I'm not sitting on nearly $30k in credit card debt. Yes, I hate making mortgage payments to a place I don't live in, and the prospect of writing a five-digit check to the IRS for the short sale "income" bums me out (I planned for it at least), but things don't suck even remotely as they did last year.
Life has been very rewarding this year overall, in part because of that little redheaded kid that arrived in March. When I start to think about how this year shaped up, there's little doubt in my mind that I've been able to be happy in a way that I've never known before. I can't even wrap my head around that.
But given the extreme fiscal discipline I exercised this year, I still feel like I deserve to buy myself some kind of physical reward. I have no idea what that even is. I don't buy cars and houses and luxury status crap. I'm a T-shirt and jeans kind of guy. I don't really need any particular gadgets, and I got some things for free lately (phones, Kinect). I even gave more to charity this year than I ever have before. I don't really need "stuff," and yet I want to buy something frivolous in appreciation of, uh, myself, I guess.
I used to feel like it was always something that I wanted to buy, but now I'm not even sure if there is a something. Perhaps I'll have to settle for a vacation next month.