I'm avoiding the point. Here it is:
That's right. Even though it was so cold outside that the difference between Celsius and Fahrenheit is negligible, even though we had a list, even though I knew I'd have to come home and tell you all about it...
$167.43. One hundred, sixty-seven dollars and forty-three cents.
Right now, it's minus thirty-six in my heart. But I have a few things to point out:
One: the receipt for $14.95 was entirely my fault and on a different day. I know all of you math whizzes out there read "three different stores", counted the receipts, and scoffed. That $14.95 was on Friday, when I sent Mr out for a $2.50 bag of frozen peas for shepherd's pie. But it's not his fault, because he called me from the grocery store and asked if we needed anything else. To which I replied virtuously: "No, we have everything we need, we're trying to save money, and we're not due to go grocery shopping until the weekend".
You know that's not what I said. I asked for some snacks. $11.07 worth of snacks.
Onward and upward, right?
Two: diapers were on a good sale. We'll revisit the whole cloth diaper fiasco in another post I have planned about some duh money moments I've had, but for now, let's all join with me in celebrating 224 size six diapers for $0.21 each. You can see I'm not banking on the potty training working any time soon.
Three: we had to go to Bulk Barn for some staple stock up, and they had a coupon for $3.00 off of a $10.00 purchase. So we bought $23.18 worth of stuff. Could we have gone out a second time this week and saved $6.00 instead? Yes. Will we? No.
So if we subtract the diapers, we came in just under budget at $119.67.
What an argument, eh? If we pretend I didn't buy something, I'm under budget.
Awesome. I think I've embarrassed myself enough for today.
