Whoever said money can't buy you happiness was full of shit.
I'm aware of the diminishing returns, but I'm in the sweet spot.
A new bicycle seat that isn't of broken springs? Makes me happy.
A new kettle that has a detachable base so I can easily fill it? Happy.
A house that cost way too much money but has a mudroom and utility sink? So. Fucking. Happy.
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