I would like to say that I was off doing exciting things this past month, but not so much. The weather took me down, I think. Another endless slog of grey days and cold nights, the occasional nice day only serving to give false hope because it would be snowing the next day.
Frugality also doesn't do much to gladden the spirits.
So on this, the last day of March, a recap of how my March resolution went: it was a minor success. Three out of the four weeks I was quite frugal, and I felt guilty enough on the fourth week that I think it counts. I never quite mastered the art of only spending the cash I had taken out on Friday for the whole week. But I did bring my lunch to work far more regularly, and cut down on the socialization.
Frugality also doesn't do much to gladden the spirits.
So on this, the last day of March, a recap of how my March resolution went: it was a minor success. Three out of the four weeks I was quite frugal, and I felt guilty enough on the fourth week that I think it counts. I never quite mastered the art of only spending the cash I had taken out on Friday for the whole week. But I did bring my lunch to work far more regularly, and cut down on the socialization.
Well, by like one day a week.
Of course, travelling is not conducive to saving money. And I am travelling. After three years away, I've returned to Victoria for a week, but my wallet was out even before I left the GTA.
(It's amazing how reasonable getting the eggs benedict at the -sigh- airport Casey's can seem when you're still hungover from the night before, and have a five-hour flight coming up.)
But, I've made some other, wiser choices. Instead of paying for a hotel, I'm crashing on a friend's couch. I have instant oatmeal for breakfast, and hummus sandwiches for breakfast. It's a slow process. But I'm getting there, and eventually my bank account will as well.
Of course, travelling is not conducive to saving money. And I am travelling. After three years away, I've returned to Victoria for a week, but my wallet was out even before I left the GTA.
(It's amazing how reasonable getting the eggs benedict at the -sigh- airport Casey's can seem when you're still hungover from the night before, and have a five-hour flight coming up.)
But, I've made some other, wiser choices. Instead of paying for a hotel, I'm crashing on a friend's couch. I have instant oatmeal for breakfast, and hummus sandwiches for breakfast. It's a slow process. But I'm getting there, and eventually my bank account will as well.
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