Leave it for tomorrow
Going down memory lane, I can still hear my mum chiding “leave something for tomorrow!” “Waste not, want not!” I only got one scoop of ice cream even though I wanted five, but I had to leave something for tomorrow.
We were only allowed to watch one video film a day, so that we could have something left for tomorrow. I would have loved to stay in the pool for much longer than two hours, again, some things had to be done next time. It became a mantra that guided everything that we did. We were restrained from over indulging in the things we enjoyed, but at the same time made to participate in the things we did not care for like tidying up, homework, eating our greens, etc., so we could have something better for tomorrow.
When I left home to be on my own for the first time, I had all the time and resources I needed to do what I wanted. I was free! So, I tried to enjoy all I could for as long as I could. However, I soon discovered that my original estimation of how much time and resources I had was greatly skewed. Reality quickly set in at about the same time that hunger – uninvited – decided to squat with me. It had moved in when my senses had moved out to have a good time. When I came back to myself, like the prodigal son, the words of my mum suddenly made sense “waste not, want not”, “leave something for tomorrow!” Her lesson on moderation hit home.