Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Today was payday, for a few hours, until we went to Costco where it became poorday again. Why is that place so damned expensive? I can't decide if it's just such a sticker shock because we only go a few times a year, or if it's just because you end up buying WAY too much crap you'll never eat/use. However, I DO use/eat what I buy at Costco. And I'm very picky about what I buy. I shop enough to know what's a deal and what's not and Costco is NOT always the best deal. But today we went with a handful of coupons and no list (yikes!). The first thing Jeff saw was a portable air conditioner. He immediately justified to me why we needed it ("it's a present for me so I don't have to listen to you complain all the time about being too hot!"). Now, in my defense, certain hormonal changes have kept me in the hothouse for the past several years, AND our bedroom is always stuffy (we run the fan even in the late fall, early spring). And I'm just tired of being so damned hot! So, yeah, I voice my opinion from time to time (to time to time to all the time). Air conditioner was procured along with a six pound bag of pretzels, two huge bags of M&M's, a bikini for Hannah and various other essentials and non-essentials alike. The final price was a huge shock to me and made me feel a little bit sick to my stomach. Sure, we have enough food to last us through the summer, but I am still reeling from the sheer number on the receipt and my realization that we are, in the span of one day, broke again. We still have bills to pay and I'm certain unexpected "expenses" will arise, and we're just playing the broke game all over again. AND we're not even paying our mortgage this month. It just makes me want to cry. If I wasn't already on strong anti-ulcer meds I'm sure I'd be suffering right now. Costco = evil!