So my own personal "spend nothing day" went off without a hitch. There was some awkwardness when a colleague came over to ask if I'd ate lunch, since he didn't see me go out at the usual hour, but that was all. In fact, the whole thing was so painless that I'm thinking of adopting the practice as a weekly exercise in restraint. I had a teacher in high school who fasted for one meal a week and then gave the money she would have spent on food to charity. Maybe I can do the same, except I'll send the money to debt.
Hunger wasn't the issue with this one - the trigger was security. Not having my wallet meant there was nothing between me and the unexpected. It was kind of like the bag lady fears that your read about in newspapers where they say that half of all women are afraid of losing everything and becoming homeless at some point in their life.
I guess this is why I'm undertaking my larger, get out of debt experiment. Someday, I'd like to own an overpriced Brooklyn apartment, not just rent one.
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