Jumping off the Wagon for a Plate of Ranch Fries and Some Waffle House Coffee
People keep asking me how Cheap Women is going. Lately, the answer is: boring. That's right. Turns out saving all kinds of money isn't as thrilling as one might hope. I don't really have a reason to be bored. I actually have plenty that needs to be done, like making Christmas presents and rallying the troops (in this case "the troops" refers to "all my extra stuff") for a garage sale.
I've been dealing with all this pseudo-boredom by pretty much avoiding the contest. Elisa's receipt box is shaming me because ... confession time ... I have not been saving my receipts. Okay, I have, but I've sort of been stuffing them into my bag, and they're all mixed up with old receipts and notes and gum wrappers. Kind of indecipherable.
The truth is, I like spending money without thinking about it. Maybe it's self-destructive, maybe it makes me feel rich, maybe I'm just lazy. But part of the joy of going to the Purple Onion is not paying attention to how much it costs. (Don't worry, I actually do know exactly how much money I've spent. I only spent money out of a tip envelope from two weeks ago. I know how much was in it, and I know how much is left, so I don't feel I've cheated the contest.)
I'm not certain of the exact spending breakdown, but it looks a lot like this: Al's, Al's, Ben Jr.'s BBQ, Waffle House, Al's, Al's, Purple Onion, Purple Onion, Purple Onion (I had a ranch fries craving, shut up), Burger King. And there goes $50, all because I'm lazy and I like late-night mediterranean food.
All this to say, I've been on a vacation of sorts from Cheap Women for about a week now, if I'm being honest (and if blogging isn't honest, I don't know what is ... ha ha). I'll admit I don't regret it. But I do want to get back on the wagon, so to speak.
SHOUT OUTS
Jimmy ... for the new Tegan and Sara album, yay
Jenn ... for the apple
Heather ... for the rice crispy treat
I've been dealing with all this pseudo-boredom by pretty much avoiding the contest. Elisa's receipt box is shaming me because ... confession time ... I have not been saving my receipts. Okay, I have, but I've sort of been stuffing them into my bag, and they're all mixed up with old receipts and notes and gum wrappers. Kind of indecipherable.
The truth is, I like spending money without thinking about it. Maybe it's self-destructive, maybe it makes me feel rich, maybe I'm just lazy. But part of the joy of going to the Purple Onion is not paying attention to how much it costs. (Don't worry, I actually do know exactly how much money I've spent. I only spent money out of a tip envelope from two weeks ago. I know how much was in it, and I know how much is left, so I don't feel I've cheated the contest.)
I'm not certain of the exact spending breakdown, but it looks a lot like this: Al's, Al's, Ben Jr.'s BBQ, Waffle House, Al's, Al's, Purple Onion, Purple Onion, Purple Onion (I had a ranch fries craving, shut up), Burger King. And there goes $50, all because I'm lazy and I like late-night mediterranean food.
All this to say, I've been on a vacation of sorts from Cheap Women for about a week now, if I'm being honest (and if blogging isn't honest, I don't know what is ... ha ha). I'll admit I don't regret it. But I do want to get back on the wagon, so to speak.
SHOUT OUTS
Jimmy ... for the new Tegan and Sara album, yay
Jenn ... for the apple
Heather ... for the rice crispy treat
2 Comments:
Did you jump off the Roll-wagon?
P.S.- I'm hilarious
I can't say I didn't think of that, but it's still funny. Almost as funny as making a "trip" joke whenever you, say, get drunk and fall up the stairs.
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