Day 1: Failure, but at least my face is shaven

Here it is, a beautiful Seattle spring day. I’m super excited about my scooter (picking it up on Tuesday!). In preparation I’m taking the Motorcycle Safety Foundation course so I can be a safer and more educated rider. Last night was the first night of class and it wasn’t particularly challenging. There was no riding, it was all classroom time. One little kink that came out of the class though was that I don’t have appropriate shoes, boots really. They stressed that we would not be allowed to ride if we didn’t have sturdy boots that covered our ankles. Additionally they made it clear that converse would not be allowed. 

And so it has come to pass that on my first day of not buying stuff I went out and got a pair of riding boots. I’m not sure if this falls under the previously committed funds category or not. Regardless I’m not worried about it. I didn’t start this little experiment to see if I could play lawyer with myself. “Well Nat, you know you said….” Meaning, I don’t need to deliberate about things that I need to do because I started this brief chapter in my life. I started it to get a clear sense of how reliant I am on consumerism to fill my time. 

Additionally I hadn’t shaved all week. I, for better or worse, come from a family of people who don’t have a lot of body hair. Hence I can’t really grow facial hair to save my life. Here are the results of more than a week’s worth of growth: