Budgets are hard

I'm trying to save money. I've never been good with money, as a matter of fact, in the past I've been embarrasingly BAD with money. My long term goal is to be approved for a regular credit card. Seriously. Bad. With. Money.

One thing I've learned about myself, is that if it's there, I'll spend it.

I have to hide money from myself.

Its not like I go on shopping sprees, free of any thoughts of responsibility. To the contrary, I turned down a 30% off cashmere sweater in favour of two $25 sweaters last week while out shopping for warm clothing. I threw out most of my warm clothing in the spring. Too big now. The clothes, not me. Off topic now.

But, I bleed money. $20 here, $40 there - the visits to the bank machine to get "lunch money". Ouch. Suddenly, $300 is gone. Wha?

I took an aggressive stance last night. I booked an autoshare car, and my sister and I went to the grocery store. No more spending money on outside food. The kicker was spending over $6 yesterday for a small bowl of soup and a tuna sandwich at the cafeteria here at work. Fuck that. Between us, we bought $150 in groceries last night.

We were Mother Hubbard. Our cupboards were bare, baby!

Don't judge me. I'm gonna have breakfast, lunch and dinner for the next two weeks.

All I know is that I've still got some fat trimming to do in my budget. That trip to Disneyworld in 16 days isn't going to pay for itself, and I don't want to use my year end bonus from work to pay for it. I want to save that.

And by save, I mean piss away on lunches, apparently.