I’ve decided that, as part of my resolution to “spend out,” I’m going to end my just-in-time policy for re-stocking toilet paper.
A low supply of toilet paper is so dreary. We never actually run out, but we don’t keep many spare rolls around the house. And I hate having to launch a search to track down that loose roll.
Light just dawned: why live on the brink? Why not just buy a GIGANTIC package of toilet paper, and have a plentiful supply?
I mentioned this problem to the Big Man. “We’re like Wal-Mart,” he said. “We keep all our capital working for us instead of sitting on a lot of inventory.”
Well, I’ve decided—we’re going to invest in some redundant supply.
Moderation is pleasant to the wise, but toilet paper is an area to have lots more than we need. Spend out. These little annoyances add up to a big drag on happiness; why put up with it?
