I indicated at the end of January that in an effort to continue some positive, newly developed financial habits, I’d be aiming to do an assessment of my progress at the end of each month. So here I am, ready and waiting, eagerly awaiting my grade! Such a little brown-noser, I know (I noted the other day that I’m a J-school grad; you never seen ANYONE grade grub in your life like a journalism student, trust.)
And I know I’m far from the most unbiased moderator on the subject, but I’ll go ahead and give myself an A++, because we killin’ it. February was another unintended no buy of a low buy for both my husband and I. Once again, we probably spent just $100 on the non-essentials of life between the two of us. We’ve actually kind of turned it into a game – how long can you go without spending money? No, really, how long can you go without purchasing something? I think you’d be surprised at how quickly just a wee something every day adds up. Or the problem I think we all encounter, which is we’re out picking up that wee something, and oh! while we’re out and about, we might as well stop in here, and while we’re in here, we should really grab this thing, and while we’re getting this thing, we should add this and…it’s seriously so much easier just to stay in and use that which you already have at hand!
Speaking of, another part of my accountability report was to make note of any already-owned items I finally used and enjoyed. I made good progress melting through my wax stash this month, and by not adding to it (not hard; there actually wasn’t a single release that called to me in February) I’m starting to see light at the end of the tunnel. Or the bottom of the drawer in the wax cupboard.
The wax hit of February was this pre-decapitation duck from The Melting Duck in Briarcliff, a very Fall-friendly blend of pumpkin, vanilla and marshmallow. Demented Ducks, I think they’re actually called, but this one was insolent and kept leering at me with that one purple eye, so I off’d his head. Still didn’t stop him from staring unnervingly at me from the bottom of my warmer as he melted into a pumpkin-scented puddle. Like, ever get that feeling you’re being watched by your wax? No, just me?
Please join me next month when I will hopefully continue to have good news for you on the spend less, use more front. To our continued strength in the face of so much inviting temptation. 🙂
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