I bought a package of Reese's Peanut Butter Eggs yesterday. I'm so conflicted: I want to eat one SO BAD, but if I open the package and start eating them, they'll be gone and then I won't have any more. Also: it's still technically breakfast time.
I have this same problem with almost everything. It's probably the borderline version of whatever inspires people to save every newspaper and magazine and piece of junk mail in huge teetering moldering piles until eventually the piles start falling and they crush the person domino-style.
If I have a little left of a "special" moisturizer or conditioner, it's hard to use it. I end up saving it until it's all dried out or gross or something. I must have...well, I'll just go count and save us all the agonized guessing. Hang on. BRB. Okay, I have three---THREE---bottles of "special" conditioner with about three servings left per bottle.
(Putting "special" in quotes like that makes it look like I'm talking suggestively. NO. I just mean, like, my Aussie 3 Minute Miracle Reconstructor DEEEEP is "special," but my Suave Professionals Color Care 'Protects as well as Biolage' Conditioner is "not.")
If we're down to the last few bags of chocolate chips, I start feeling anxious and squirrely about using them. Bags 3, 2, and 1, are THE SAME VALUE as bags 6, 5, and 4 were, and yet...I really like to buy fresh bags 3, 2, and 1, before I use the bags formerly known as 3, 2, and 1. My pantry is...generously stocked. I am a fretter, but I rarely fret about what we would do if we couldn't leave the house for a week because of natural disaster or zombies or whatever. We'd have plenty of food. In fact, come on over, we have enough for you too.
Clearly this is a little psychological glitch. Probably therapy is unnecessary, but a little practice at home wouldn't hurt: using the SECOND to last bag of chocolate chips before restocking, for example. ...Well, THIRD to last. Rome wasn't built in a day. I also think it would be valuable to open that package of Reese's Peanut Butter Eggs.
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