You see, I like to shop. It's true.
Correction. I like to walk through shops, department stores, browse through expensive stuff, and most of all? Check for the red lines.
I am a huge cheap-o. Like. Cheapity cheap. While you'd probably never really know it when looking at my stuff, everything I buy has to be majorly on sale. I have a really hard time justifying and rationalizing anything that isn't on sale. Almost, ever.
I'll go a few times a month to some of my favorite spots. You know, Target...Kohl's...maybe the mall. But, when I leave? I'm hardly leaving with anything, at all. Or, mainly just a few things for the baby.
I like nice things. My house looks well put together (
although way too much comes from el cheapo Ikea, if I'm being honest...), my husband, my girl and I? We are well dressed. We look put together, and we are for the most part.
I just have a hard time justifying spending money in those areas. For instance, if I need new shoes? I'll ask for gift cards to DSW for my birthday or Christmas. I feel less guilty buying myself nice things when using gift cards.
Another area that goes slightly neglected?
I see people all the time who can hardly pay their monthly bills but never miss an appointment to get their hair cut and colored. While that's great for them, I just cannot mentally justify the extra spending every two months. I just can't.
I mean, I know I could do it. We could afford it. Heck, I make some of my own side money. But, I just can think of a million other things that are more necessary to spend money on...or save for. So, I let my roots grow out, and go without haircuts for way.too.long. [Fact: My last haircut was before Emeline was born. My last color? When I was 38 weeks pregnant. That means its been nearly 10 months. Um. Blech. I have a gift card to get my hair done, soon, though. Yay!]
I'm not claiming to be the wisest with money. My husband will tell you that's not exactly the case. I'm not terrible, I'm not. But, when it comes to grocery shopping? I'm a big, fat, money-saving failure. I suck at couponing. I've attempted, but never been successful because, honestly? Part of my brain doesn't really 'get' it. The doubling. The store deals. It just becomes a hodge-podgey mess in my apparently pea-sized brain.
I save money in areas like diaper-buying, as in, I will only, ever buy them when I get them for at least 50% off from Amazon and they come shipped to my door. This has saved us tons.
We used to be major money-wasters in the eating-out department. We've since toned that down like whoa. I thought having a baby would cure that, but it didn't really. My kid (so far) has been pretty amazing in restaurants. She makes it way too easy on us to continue that habit. Since starting Weight Watchers though? I'd rather just cook at home. My budget-abiding-husband thanks me, and so do my thighs. [Fifteen pounds, say what?]
I honestly don't know where this post is going. I even lost myself. But, whatever.
I talk about shopping and going out, often. But, the real me is a cheapity-cheapster. Mainly? I'm a window shopper.
So, there. My dirty little secret. I wear all extremely on-sale clothing and rarely get my hair done.
I am so glamorous.