I’ll Share My Life With You, But Not My Cash

So you should know that tomorrow is a pretty big day for me. You can write and tell me congratulations and good luck, if you want to. It’s not my birthday, or Quanza, or Robbie Burns day, whenever that is. Tomorrow is the day I’m going to darken the door of Rainbow Jeans and buy a $250 pair of Hudsons even though I have no money, and even though my credit card is about to see a lot of action with Christmas on its way. I’m not going to tell my husband a word about my little shopping spree, but I’m sure it will improve my marriage.

Ages ago, when it came time to buy a new pair of jeans, I would visit every store in a normal mall until I found a pair that fell kind of right at a price that made sure I could still sleep at night. Usually I would end up at the Gap. You see, I’m a frugal, practical person who isn’t the type to read fashion mags to make sure I’m fashion forward, so that process suited me just fine. And then, I met my husband and his friends, and all of them were always wearing nice jeans. In the beginning, I silently smiled at them for buying expensive pants just because they had someone’s name on them that were probably made by the exact same Chinese people who were sewing mine, and happily waited around for a Gap 50% off sale.

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