I can't tell you how many times, I've heard this phrase uttered lately. The recession has almost become a fad. Good thing too, because I don't have any other choice but to but cool (Like really really cool. I should be voted Recession Queen or something). It's almost like I even started the fad of being broke and economical, but even I am having to find ways to cut back on my already minimal spending. I've never had "spending money" before, but it's down to counting pennies to pay all my bills and still be able to participate in society.
If you were to look at my banking statement, you'd see bills, bills, more bills, and coffee. My one splurge is a jolt of java to get me through my day. The actual liquid is good to keep me perky while I'm dealing with customers, but it's also the "treat" aspect. I would look forward to the afternoon to take a break from work, treat myself and to give me motivation to get through my day. Sometimes, I'd even bribe myself to go to work by telling myself I can stop and get coffee on the way.
When finances got tight, I cut back my visits to Starbucks. Things were still tight so I downgraded to
Dunkin Donuts (not really a whole step down in quality, maybe a half-step, but about half the price).
And now it's time to get serious. I am making a valiant effort to (almost) eliminate coffee purchases from my banking statement. It's almost disheartening to give up my little splurge, but desperate times call for desperate measures. I gave myself an advance on coffee money, took myself to target, and bought a real coffee pot. I decided it was worth the extra $10.00 to upgrade to the programmable function. It's kinda like having a barista at Starbucks making the coffee for you, right? I grabbed the coffee filters, flavored coffee, and my coffee pot and headed home to set the alarm.
Sure enough bright and early in the morning, I'm awoken to the coffee pot doing it's magic. I thought I'd be joyous to wake up to the smell of hazelnut coffee, but I actually remember thinking to myself that maybe it wasn't a great idea to get the programmable option as it loudly brewed away. I guess it did it's trick of waking me up, but it still made me grouchy. I guess it doesn't matter what wakes you up, alarm clock, mom (back in the day), or coffee pot, it still gets on your bad side for a little bit. It's ok though, we make up as I stumble into the kitchen and get my first sip.
It's not the same as Starbucks or DD, but it will just have to do for awhile while I try and get by until I come up with a brilliant money making idea. Until then, I'll just continue being one of the cool kids in the recession club.