COcheesehead
Give me a museum and I'll fill it. (Picasso) Give me a forum ...
I'd be delighted. It's yielding to the heat from money burning a hole in one's pocket.
DW and I endured watching four of our five sprogs go through this syndrome starting the instant they began earning a paycheck. The first symptoms appeared as pizza boxes in the trash can, supplemented by the recycle bins overflowing with empty containers of trendy beverages. It progressed to new and puzzling articles of clothing appearing in the laundry, and bedrooms cluttered with toys of unrecognizable utility and mysterious provenance.
The definitive symptom was that within a short time they were in debt, despite having had a regular income stream virtually all of which was discretionary.
The same phenomenon afflicts many lottery winners and celebrities and government officials: a discomfort over seeing a sum of money unspent. What they acquire with it doesn't matter; until the cash is gone it's like an itch they can't quite reach to scratch.
Maybe I'm the only one who doesn't get it. I dunno. DW often suggests that maybe I lack a gene or got dropped on my head or something.
There was a reference that travel was empty spending. That I do not agree with.