daughter of pearl

I think something supernatural has happened to my finances!

For years, I have lived a "zero balance" life. Is it the day before payday? Yes? Then I am out of money, because money was only meant to stretch that far, and absolutely no farther! I believed this so strongly that I would actually find ways to spend money if there happened to be a bit leftover, just to maintain my zero balance forward.

Since starting down the debt reduction path, I am putting ...

1) Adults getting into what was almost a fist fight because there was only one Hannah Montana messenger bag left (would the baby Jesus even know who Hannah Montana is?)
2) People who are behind the wheel of a car while they are mentally checking off their long, arduous Christmas list (saw two people run red lights last week, don't think they even realized!)
3) The amount of non-nutritive food that is consumed in the weeks leading to his birthday (don't you take away my peppermint bark ...

I went yesterday to my local mall under the guise of gorcery shopping...see, waht I failed to keep in mind is that grocery shopping happens in the grocery store, which is conveniently located at one end of the mall, so that I can simply avoid the rest of the stores.

Instead, I went in the other end...

Didn't get too out of control (bought some things I had been planning to buy soon anyway) but then I saw the "Play and Freeze" Ice Cream Maker...it was sitting ...

So this is a problem...I seem to have completely lost my mojo...I'd go look for it but I have this couch attached to my ass and I'm not sure it will fit through the door!

Ever have a day like that? I have pretty much not moved all day, apart from occasionally grazing from the fridge, and finally putting laundry in (either that or go to work naked!)

Hopefully tomorrow it will return...I need it to get through my work day...

If you have seen it, please ...

Okay, so this has absolutely nothing to do with living a frugal lifestyle, it is more of an editorial.

I was in a coffee shop today, and there was a man sitting across from me with what I can only describe as, well, a flattened poodle on his head. He was about 50 years old, and otherwise looked like the picture of health and success. Except for the flattened poodle on his head.

Now I know that baldness is for some men what menopause is for women: it makes them questions ...