When my brother and sister and I were little, Daddy used to tell us that there were just two kinds of candy: There’s chocolate, and there’s “cheap candy.” This lesson caused a small family uproar when Lauren, at age three, one day came running out of Bible class yelling, “Look, Daddy! Our teacher gave us cheap candy!” (But I digress.)
Life is too short to eat the cheap candy. If I’m having a treat, then it’s going to be a piece of dark chocolate or a bowl of ice cream — I’m not wasting my time trying to finish up the last lonely pieces of Halloween “cheap candy” that I don’t like. If I’m going to eat junk food, then I’m chucking the stale-ish chips and eating the new ones. After all, as a very wise mother of mine once said, “If you don’t enjoy it, it’s just as wasted as if you had thrown it out.”
This goes for possessions, too. The shirt that just never fit quite right is going straight to the thrift store box. So maybe I’ve pared my work wardrobe down to six shirts — it may be a little monotonous, but they’re all comfortable and they all look nice.
The movies that were just so-so are going, too. If you’re wasting two hours of your life on a movie, you’d better make sure that you’re wasting it on something fun (in which case, of course, it’s no longer wasted).
So, today, go find a piece of “cheap candy” in your house and get rid of it. It doesn’t make you happy to eat it, it’s not good for you, and it’s taking up space. Give it to someone who actually likes it.
And next time you’re in the store — it doesn’t matter if the cheap candy is on sale and you have a coupon. Save that money for when the dark chocolate goes on sale in two weeks. It’s worth it.