Friends, I’m a big believer in micro-dosing bad decisions. Have some small vices here and there, at a scale where it doesn’t matter and won’t blow up in your face, so you don’t make all your bad decisions at once and explosively. Venting the saucepan, etc. etc. I have a similar rule for hope.
My standing hypothesis is that the stereotypical midlife crisis (see: buying a car) is an abrupt expression of needing something to look forward to, or at least the idea of a something forward to engage positively with. I think most of us could use a not-quite-midlife crisis right now, without the raw expenses of purchasing a vehicle. My solution? Free-to-enter sweepstakes.
In the perpetual vein of if it’s free to use, it’s because you’re the product, sweepstakes are a marketing ploy built either on garnering contact info to advertise towards, or buying your attention outright with the prospect of free stuff. If you’re willing to field that, there are many websites that dedicate themselves to compiling the links, and the one I’ve taken recently to is The Freebie Guy! Which also covers actual freebies and steep discounts, but I’ve only paid attention to the sweepstakes, because window shopping Free Paper Towels For A Year or a trip to Universal is an enrichment activity. (There were, when I first checked, four or five different trips to Universal up for grabs. They were all different promotions. My favorite was probably the Jurassic World one with the scratch-off dinosaurs, though the How To Train Your Dragon rendition of Flappy Bird came in close second.)
Interestingly, if you partake of the daily entry options at their optimal frequency, you get to be familiar with the aesthetics, daydreams, and the user interfaces, until you have opinions on all of them. Such it is that I forgot to enter “the pepperoni one” (Hormel Pepperoni is giving out a most-expenses-paid trip to somewhere) (“somewhere” is four different locations, and which you enter for is your pick) before midnight Eastern and I’m sad about it. It was one of the first sweepstakes I ever entered, and it closes tonight! The march of time is alarming. I’ll miss window shopping that trip to CancĂșn.
(Obligatory disclaimer that if you enter for a big-ticket item, like a car, be prepared for the income tax. That is a thing that exists.)


