Reusable water bottle. It’s just something I always have on me and it’s great because I’m not wasting money on plastic with liquid in it.
it’s honestly crazy to me that this isn’t an item every person owns. the fact that some people call it a ‘reusable’ bottle, as if that isn’t the standard, is shocking.
like imagine historic humans spending time making a clay bottle or leather waterskin only to just throw it away on the ground after using it a single time. “disposable” bottles and other plastics are a crime against humanity and that’s not even an exaggeration
To make things even worse is that you can still reuse the disposable ones not as nice as metal ones but are lighter when empty and get the job of holding water until you get thirsty ultimately you can pretty easily tell who is from the country by what they consider a normal water bottle is because one person can easily just go to a store and get a new water bottle much more often than the other guy
I’m not wasting money on plastic with liquid in it.
What are you wasting the money on now?
This probably goes against the spirit of the post, but my 2.5 acres of NW FL swamp. It’s dope.
Mom died of COVID, and after my divorce, I still had just enough inheritance left to pick it up. It’s a place to camp, shoot (guns and bows), hike, relax, whatever the fuck I want.
Benefits:
- Learning to build stuff. Working on converting trash trees to lumber right now, proper cabin next.
- Learning the environment. Too much to go into, but I’m learning ecological things I never knew. Trying to improve the biosphere while keeping it (nearly) strictly native.
- It’s my home away from home. No matter how stressed I am, I can get out. I go every weekend and work on it.
- I have a place to run away, no matter what. I’m no prepper, but I have a SHTF place for sure.
- No matter how foolishly I live the rest of my life, I can still pass this to my kids when I croak. They’re 8 and 10 and get to see it next month! (Playground isn’t near done though.)
- 1,000 outdoor skills. Again, too much to list, but you could drop me off naked in January and I’d be comfortable within 15 minutes.
- I can recycle so much stuff! So much of my gear was found on the side of the road. Plenty good enough for camp materials.
- It’s a place for friends to gather. Had my cat’s funeral out there and it was a blast, after all the crying was out.
tl;dr Get some damned land if the opportunity presents itself. They’re not making any more.
My SteamDeck. I fucking love that thing
Heelys as an adult. Makes shopping hella quick and the looks I get are priceless.
My house.
I started by looking at apartments, but after seeing a few I just wasn’t feeling it. I’ve always wanted a yard, more space and privacy so I thought I’d have a look what kind of houses would fit my budget and found out that by paying just a little more I could get a small one on a good location for almost the same price. Now I own a small granny cottage with a damn nice yard, well, root cellar and a sauna in a separate building aswell as a small workshop. On top of all that my mortage payments are less than what my friends are paying rent.
Wow. I couldn’t fathom collecting more in rent from my friends than I would need to keep both them and myself housed.
