It felt like a splurge because when I get Subway, which hasn't been too often in the past year, I'd almost always get a cold foot-long. When I was working at the construction company, that meant I could get two days' lunches out of that sandwich, and not have to bother with reheating it, since sandwiches that size often reheat unevenly. But a sandwich like that, it was meant to be cold! (Though not too cold, which the office fridge sometimes made it -- at least once I ate iceberg lettuce that actually had ice on it.) Heck, with the deals Subway's been having, I may have come close to paying as much as I would have for a footlong, for the smaller experience of a six-inch, but hey, I let myself not care.
Also feeling kind of like a splurge tonight? Eating it at the restaurant. I almost always get sandwiches to go, almost anywhere I get them (like at Big-Ass Sandwiches, except when there's seating near the cart). I eat a lot of sandwiches on the run. I decided this time not to do that. Plus I'd be getting quick groceries on the walk home (I needed milk) so it made sense to carry the sandwich home in my gullet and not my hands. (The person at the cash register still gave me a sandwich bag. I used it to carry the milk, a drink and a banana.) Sitting down, eating with one hand, reading with the other...satisfying.
Changing things up just a little bit: one of the quickest ways to feel refreshed. (You can feel refreshed by sleeping, but c'mon, that can take HOURS.)
The preceding was not a paid Subway plug -- unless you mean I paid them for my food.
By the way? I keep imagining my subject line being sung by Sade.