I am weak when it comes to pretty things. I am weak when I feel something whose texture is soft and buttery. I am weak...it is my achilles heel.... It's called "Having Money In My Pocket".
Growing up, my sister and I received a weekly allowance. My parents were fair and probably blessed us weekly with more than we probably deserved. But I just couldn't wait for Saturday. It was then we were given a predetermined amount of money which was ours to spend or save. My sister and I lived on opposite ends of the spending spectrum.
Now don't get me wrong. I LOVE my sister! In fact I am jealous and envious of her for so many reasons. The one thing I envy most about my sister is her amazing ability to save up the blessings God sends her way. She has an amazing gift and I wish I too could have that ability. My sister, I believe, is far more patient than I. She has the keen sense to wait on things, to save for awhile, and then, when she's ready, she'll make a wise purchase.
My darling husband is the same way and it really must frustrate him to no end to be married to a spender. For example, if we were to purchase an item for our home, my husband has the great strength of will to wait. He will go home and research on the web. He will do price comparisons. He will read consumer reports. And then, when he's ready, he'll make a wise purchase.
And then there's me. I LOVE to spend money. I don't care if it's a small package of gum, I LOVE to spend money. Spending makes me feel good. Spending is my way of saying to the shop keeper, "Hey, I love you!" I don't know why I like to spend money. I don't know why I can't hold on to it. All I know is it makes me feel all gooey-good inside. It's like a warm hug from a long-lost friend. And my daughter, bless her heart, is a spender too.
This troubles me greatly. For you see, I can handle me being a spender. It's what I do best! However, I weep for my baby girl. She does not understand the path of destruction she is on. I feel I need to help her walk down the more responsible path. That means I need to walk down the responsible path and to learn to be more responsible with my spending habits.
Especially in the new year, my job is ending at the end of the month (for reasons that are far too complicated to go into...nonetheless, I am okay with it). However, it will leave us in a situation where there will be far less money to spend. Solution seems simple...just don't spend your money. Well, not so simple for me. But I believe there is a resolution.
Growing up, my sister and I received a weekly allowance. My parents were fair and probably blessed us weekly with more than we probably deserved. But I just couldn't wait for Saturday. It was then we were given a predetermined amount of money which was ours to spend or save. My sister and I lived on opposite ends of the spending spectrum.
Now don't get me wrong. I LOVE my sister! In fact I am jealous and envious of her for so many reasons. The one thing I envy most about my sister is her amazing ability to save up the blessings God sends her way. She has an amazing gift and I wish I too could have that ability. My sister, I believe, is far more patient than I. She has the keen sense to wait on things, to save for awhile, and then, when she's ready, she'll make a wise purchase.
My darling husband is the same way and it really must frustrate him to no end to be married to a spender. For example, if we were to purchase an item for our home, my husband has the great strength of will to wait. He will go home and research on the web. He will do price comparisons. He will read consumer reports. And then, when he's ready, he'll make a wise purchase.
And then there's me. I LOVE to spend money. I don't care if it's a small package of gum, I LOVE to spend money. Spending makes me feel good. Spending is my way of saying to the shop keeper, "Hey, I love you!" I don't know why I like to spend money. I don't know why I can't hold on to it. All I know is it makes me feel all gooey-good inside. It's like a warm hug from a long-lost friend. And my daughter, bless her heart, is a spender too.
This troubles me greatly. For you see, I can handle me being a spender. It's what I do best! However, I weep for my baby girl. She does not understand the path of destruction she is on. I feel I need to help her walk down the more responsible path. That means I need to walk down the responsible path and to learn to be more responsible with my spending habits.
Especially in the new year, my job is ending at the end of the month (for reasons that are far too complicated to go into...nonetheless, I am okay with it). However, it will leave us in a situation where there will be far less money to spend. Solution seems simple...just don't spend your money. Well, not so simple for me. But I believe there is a resolution.
We live just outside the city and in the new year, we will have to make fewer trips to town. That means organizing my time, going only where I need to go, and spending on only the essentials. This will be a great character-building opportunity for me...that's my story and I'm sticking to it.
So, in honour of receiving my last monthly "allowance", today while in town, I made a couple of purchases. You know, 'cause it's almost Christmas and like an impatient child, I just can't wait for anything!!!!
I bought myself some wool to make myself some felted clogs...
And I bought a little bit of heaven...(we're talkin' Alpaca, baby!)
To make this.... It will be my favorite scarf I've ever made myself. Well, it better be since it'll be the last wool purchase I'll be making for a bit (*sob* *sniff*). Please go now...I don't want you to see me cry...
4 comments:
I am afraid of spenders. My husband is one. I was not raised to be a spender or a saver, but a miser. There was a savings aspect to that, but basically I grew up with the idea that one should never buy anything fun, high-quality, or high-priced without at least suffering massive amounts of guilt.
I will say that my husband has helped me loosen up and have fun, but then we have hardly any money this year, maybe because we bought a little too much earlier in 2006. Like, a house. An impulse buy, no less.
Anyway. Love the scarf. It's very kicky and it will bring you all the happiness, if not the adrenalin rush, that shopping ever did.
I feel like I am reading a blog about my own life - everything from the distaste for housework, to the "need" to buy the smallest things, to being called a "magpie" (my brother used to call me that!)
I'm such a spender!!! I firmly believe that the one who dies with the most stuff wins. I don't care what it is...the fact that I bought it makes it neat-o.
I like to think that we keep the world economy alive even during those times when we can't spend as much. Then we get to spend, "creatively!"
I would love to sleep with my money under my mattress!I will call you soon to catch up.Snet Madeline's gift off today.Super organized on some fronts. Love Judy.
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