When I was in my twenties, I was working 80-90 hours a week and working on a masters. I hated it. Whenever I had the urge to buy something, I calculated how

When I was in my twenties, I was working 80-90 hours a week and working on a masters. I hated it. Whenever I had the urge to buy something, I calculated how many hours it would take for me to pay for it. I imagined those hours being the 4am, up since 7am, dead on the feet, hours. More often than not, I decided/realized that the gizmo/coffee/whatever was not worth it. I don't do that calculation anymore, but I still pause and re-evaluate every purchase.