I am on a budget! This budget rides my back and bosses me around. (Not in a sexy or spicy way either) It tells me when to have fun, what to buy with my money, and what I can’t afford to eat with my money. So, while I stand in the snack isle making a concious decision about which cookie is best to cure my future sweet tooth, I begin to have hot flashes as I recall the restrictions of my financial diet. It’s a hard decision to make when it’s time to practice the plan. Each isle has it’s challenges when it is time to choose generic versus the real deal and when it comes to non-food activities becomes more of a challenge of endurance.
So, instead of Oreo’s I get to cradle a pack of Choco O’s into my shopping cart, that I am sure I will enjoy because it has twice the ingredients than it’s brand name competitor. It is quite strange how similar the packaging is too; 3 rows of Choco O’s wrapped in blue plastic with big white letters slanted across the front. It even says, “Milk’s Other Favorite Cookie!” I can’t even comprehend what’s in the chocolate sandwich cookie, but when you’re adhereing to the budget rules, that committment trumps a palate’s satisfaction. Right?
These cookies aren’t that big of a compromise to me, although, they do make you alot more thirsty than usual. You have to pratically wash the Choco O’s down with a tall glass of orange flavored GatorDrink. Keep in mind, I couldn’t afford the real drink that cures the thirst of an athlete or better yet, a hungover person, so GatorDrink will have to suffice. It is difficult not to complain about budget-friendly additions to my diet, but some of this stuff just doesn’t quite cut it for me. Take for instance the 16 slice pack of Prarie Farmland’s American Cheese Product that I have to nessel into my refrigerator. Clearly my first choice when it comes to cheese would be Kraft Singles. That’s a no brainer! I don’t eat cheese that often, but what’s canned tomato flavored soup without it’s bff, the grilled cheese sandwich? I love grilled cheese sanwiches. The only problem here is that the “cheese product” cheese doesn’t really melt during the grilling process. That is so weird!
The biggest hassle of this financial diet is that I have to stray away from my favorite one stop shopping stores, while eating foods I can only afford to prepare myself (boring), and ignore my obvious need for spring collection clothing. I have to save, save, save. I have to pretend there is no such thing as payday. I have to act as if the money I earned is nothing to celebrate on a bi-weekly schedule. This financial diet, says “Hell No!” to keeping up with the Jones. It doesn’t care about my youth or my livelihood. It only wants me to be a responsible adult so that I can be confident during hardships. I say, “BOOOO!” to that, although I do agree to it’s validity. This budget reminds me of a time when I was under stict parental guidance, when all my friends and I went out to party, and just as the party started to get good, I had to leave because of my curfew.
So, while I complain about things people have had to do for centuries, I think about how this budget will lead me to a substantially more comfortable place. I should simply focus on the outcome and not the turmoil that I experience when I limit myself to carrying a hand basket in Target because my budget strategy is: pay for what you can carry. I shouldn’t become upset when it feels like all of a sudden, opportunites to have fun in the budding Spring season of Chicago, present themselves and I have to decline the invitations to have the time of my life. My budget is like taking vitamins; I’m not sure if it will work for me, and its really hard to swallow, but I was told that it is something I need.
So while you all read this post from your fairly new tablet or smart phone device from the past Christmas season, my budget has taught me that I don’t need a tablet to make me feel whole, or special, or cool. I also don’t need neon pink nail polish, a trendy spring jacket that doubles as a vest, pad thai from my favorite restaurant, or a ladies night out. There are so many things that I don’t need, I simply want them but my budget says wanting is not allowed and wanting a social life is out of the question. This is officially adult punishment!
Rest in Peace Social Life
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