Money, money, money
I feel like I'm caught in a media circus, perhaps, but the cost of everything going up is really starting to get to me. Almost $80 to fill my Camry from the bottom of the tank. Higher grocery bills. Everything just seems so overpriced, and lately everyone seems to have their hand out -- the checks have been flying out of our checkbook for various things. Granted, if you want to live a certain way, you need to pay for it. But maybe it's just time to simplify. As much as I dislike Wal-Mart, it does burn significantly less gas to go there than Target or even Market Basket. And the prices are better. Every time I go in there, though, I wind up walking out with a ton more stuff than I intended when I went in.
Dooce has been talking about a detox diet lately, with a lot of support from people who've done it, and it appeals to M and me. We are thinking of going on a modified cleanse, both to simplify, lose weight and get all the crap out of our systems. If you have any thoughts, experience, warnings, etc., I'm all ears.
Dooce has been talking about a detox diet lately, with a lot of support from people who've done it, and it appeals to M and me. We are thinking of going on a modified cleanse, both to simplify, lose weight and get all the crap out of our systems. If you have any thoughts, experience, warnings, etc., I'm all ears.
Labels: bitch and moan, diet, money, Wal-Mart
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