Indulging doesn't mean overspending
A reflection on my year of indulgence and why everyone needs to embrace their season of life.
On the eve of my thirty-third birthday, I made a radical decision. I wanted thirty-three to be my year of indulgence. I’m young (even if Gen Z doesn’t think so), healthy, child-free, debt-free, and live in one of the most exciting cities on the planet. If now wasn’t the time, then when? This year of indulgence was not so much in the “Year of Yes” kind o…