It hasn’t been a cheap week around here, and some may not call it thrifty, either. This is mostly because of the normal monthly bill paying that goes on around here at mid-month, but also because of the new tires I got this week. Cheap? No. Necessary? Yes. Still, I’m calling it a good week in terms of spending.
The last time I had my car in for an oil change and other normal maintenance, my car guy mentioned that my tires were looking kind of sad and would need to be replaced sooner rather than later. This was just before Christmas and I wanted to get through that, as well as the first of the year and taxes, before I scheduled anything. He quoted me an off-the-cuff price range which we agreed on, and the tires were put on this week.
My bill came in under the high end of the quote–$500.00–by about seven bucks, and that included a top-up of my gas tank. I don’t know what gas costs where you are, but it shot up here another dime per gallon in the last few days, so I figure I saved a few cents there. In any case, the bill was less than I’d planned on so I wasn’t unhappy.
The good news is that I’ve had most of the money I needed for the tires squirreled away since last September. I’ll have to add a bit more, but it’s not going to kill me, I’m not going to have to dip into my savings, and I’m not going to owe one red cent on this needed purchase. (Debt is the devil! I’ll rant about that sometime, maybe, but just remember that. Debt is the devil!)
When I came into the money last fall, I didn’t know what I was going to do with it. Sure, I could have used it for daily living expenses or some frivolity, but it was a sizable chunk of change that I knew would come in handy someday, so I just sat on it and waited for “someday” to get here. When it did, I had most of what I needed and it may not surprise you to know I have the rest of it squirreled away as well. That’s why I practice thrift and save my money–so it’s there when I need it.
Lest you think living the frugal life is one of deprivation, think again. More on that later . . .