One of the buddies I got some books for wanted to pay me. The reality is that she would have been uncomfortable if she didn’t pay me, and I didn’t want to push it. So, she gave me a dollar. Sounded really small to her, I’m sure, especially since one of the eight or so books was signed by the author (Zilpha Keatley Snyder! The Velvet Room! A freakin’ classic!). However, it puts me in the position of making a profit on being “neighborly.” Not only being neighborly, but introducing a young girl to a fabulous author in the incredible world of books. Such is life; I accepted the dollar gracefully.

That dollar gets added back into my gift fund. Add that to a dime I found on the ground, the gas-less walk I took to work, the plums I picked off my tree, and the great meal My Guy cooked, and it’s a positively abundant day.

I plan to do some jam making this weekend; we went on another blackberry run, and the plums keep on coming. Jam is always nice to have; it’s a very nice little gift for so many occasions. I’m very apt to spread treats as I am definitely treated in my life. For example, 97 cents from the three dollars at the buck-a-bag book sale was for buddies; some were for capital G Gifts to be Wrapped, but some were just things I know people might be looking for. People have been kind in passing on hand-me-down items, and it makes sense to me to have it be an exchange, not a one way flow.

One woman at work has hooked me up with some beautiful sweaters from garage sales and thrift stores. When I cleaned my closet, and decided to get rid of some nice blazers (too long in the sleeves), including one gorgeous lined very high quality one, she was the first person I asked. She didn’t give me sweaters so that she’d get the blazer (she gave them to her daughter); obviously not. But we’ve demonstrated to each other that we can see a lot of value in quality used items, and are frugal allies. She will get at least a couple jars of jam.

Sometimes a side benefit of leaving something from a garage sale on someone’s desk is that they see that some items can be cheap. I’ve had people say, “I’d really like to repay you,” and I say, “It was 2 for a quarter, so that’s twelve and a half cents.” At that point I can usually get them to not give me the thirteen cents. My payment is their excitement that something that good was so low-priced. I do not proselytize my frugality, but I’m completely unembarrassed by it, and I like to think it rubs off a little.

I'm wearing my twenty five cent footy jammies. Got out of a night hot bath. Getting ready to drink tea and read my mighty stack of books. Cheap thrills, cheap thrills.

Didn't accomplish much today, except gathering a lot of plums, some minor puttering, and adding more to my Roth IRA. Obviously the Roth is not related to My Challenge, but it is because of the Challenge that I have extra money floating in my checking that I can use for other things.

It's been almost six months, and I'm almost halfway there. I'm a little proud of myself for sticking with the commitment I made. I'm gaining an awful lot.

My freezer is plugged in and humming. I bought a lot of bread that is ready to go in it. It is “The time of Many Plums” so those will be going in there. It’s filling up, and it makes me happy. I went to the Buck a Bag book sale after picking up my freezer and got 107 books for 3 dollars, so that’s less then three cents apiece. Ninety-three cents for buddies, and $2.07 for me.

All my categories that are discretional are up this month. No one single thing I did was bad, but gasoline, household, clothing, and gifts are larger than they could be, and it’s only the 24th. I’m still well within The Challenge, but it’s a reminder than when you are doing well overall, a little extra here and there can sneak up on you. A mango and other large quantities of fresh fruit, in the same month as a Deseret Industries run, in the same month I drive an extra four hours, in the month I do a Clinique bonus, in the month I go to lunch twice? Well it adds up.

Maybe it’s comical that I am spending so much less than I could, but am still so very aware of every dollar. I was glad I had extra recycling money, to add to my gasoline budget! This, in the same month I found out that in “real life” I am getting a raise. However, it’s only awareness of spending, not discomfort. Not regret. Just an increased mindfulness.

I came in to work today, and found a huge bag of aluminum cans right by my desk. It was so sweet! There was a picnic event, an Appreciation Luncheon that some supervisors put on for Staff, and they brought me the recycling! How sweet is that? Maybe weird, maybe unusual, but sweet! I did recycling today, and I’m donating back to the annual Luncheon Fund half of what I got for their contribution. So I made an additional $4.14 in recycling.

I bought the freezer. I'm using $60 from my Emergency/Big purchase fund, and $120 from my "savings" from March through July. This almost empties my emergency fund, leaving less than $5 in it. It leaves $76 in "savings. (Edited: later, I realized that including August "savings" I actually have $117!) I'll try to build those back, of course. It is satisfying to be able to make a purchase like this while on My Challenge!

I pick it up at Sear's in 3-5 days. I've got big plans, including the march of the plums, a Ray recipe I'm doing (pork, crock pot, chiles...I've gotta do a search), some frozen lasagna and stew for treat food, bread. Exciting.

The Dork of the Day award goes to me, because I took a camera on a flight to another city only to use it to take pictures of my favorite thrift store.

Deseret Industries is huge, in Sacramento on Auburn. I believe it’s in an old supermarket building.

Those of you who think thrift stores are small, cluttered, dingy places with ripped out-of-date clothing, think again.

Even if you are in a small town, you may periodically make Big City runs for certain items. You may want to check out the thrift stores. This one can’t be the only huge, great thrift store in the nation!!!

The pictures aren’t perfect because I felt like such a goober taking them. I’m hoping you can at least see how big, bright, clean, and organized it is.

Well, California's minimum wage is going up to $7.50 in January (and later it will be bumped to $8). I just don't know how to handle it. If I stay on The Challenge a year I'll be doing it in January and February only, since I started in March 2006. My inclination is to stay at $6.75 for my Challenge. In the "real world" I wouldn't see the money right away-if it took place the first, depending on how I got paid, I might not see an increase in my check for up to 3 weeks. So my excitement is short lived.

In my Real World, I'm getting a pay raise in October. I was amused that it is the second raise I've had since March 2006 and I won't be able to spend a dime of it.

I came back to town from the camping trip today, flush with food. I felt like a bit of an oddball, but if two pancakes or a near empty jar of jam are going in that garbage, it’s my natural instinct to rescue them. Other foods that I help rescue include some garden squash, a hot dog, a bit of left over steak, hamburger and chicken; some provolone cheese, and some sautéed mushrooms. I also brought back a bunch of the chopped veggies and some of the potato salad I brought.

I did put in $5 towards a gift for the hostess at the cabin, but that and the extra gas was worth it. I did end up feeling mildly punk, but not miserable. Did nap on Saturday in the tent. I would really like to be headache free for a while but I guess I’ll take mild or medium headaches over doozies.

I’m getting close to needing a freezer. The plums are really coming in, and berries will be coming. I’m looking at a Kenmore 5 cubic foot chest freezer for $169.99 from Sears. Maybe I’ll do it next weekend. A lot of thrifty chores coming up: my favorite thrift store tomorrow in Sacramento, the “buck a bag” book sale at the library next Friday night, and freezer. The “buck a bag” sale is pretty great; I love stocking up on mysteries. If you pack the bags right, the books are around three cents apiece. Most of the gift worthy books sold at the regular sale, for 50 cents or a dollar, but sometimes there are great finds.

Another 17 hour day tomorrow, leave the house at 5 am and get back at 10 pm.

This morning at work I was putting a roll of toilet paper in my Kleenex box, and didn’t realize it would cause people to stare. They were kind; they found it mildly ingenious, I think, and seemed to think I was coming at it from an environmental angle. I admitted that it was thriftiness too. I’ll see if I see a bunch of tissue boxes with the flaps taped shut and TP poking out. (Tip: take out the cardboard roll in the middle.) At the least I’ll score some of these folks’ empty boxes.

Not exactly sure why so slow and low on posting lately. My spending is fine; nothing exciting and I'm well within My Challenge and all that. Don't think the lack of posts means going off the wagon or guilt about purchases. It’s habit, it really is. I did a very small favor for a friend and picked her up paper plates for a work event; boy, the price of this normal item, generic store brand at the cheap store, just shocked me. I can see how if I spent the $2 here and $10 bucks there on “normal” items it could make a big dent in my budget. As it is I don’t miss paper plates, so that’s fine.

I’m doing a weekend trip with some work friends. It’s my old unit, but as an alumnus I attend every year and have a great time. It’s at a friend’s parent’s cabin a couple hours drive away. Most of us camp in tents outside, and hang out and swim and play games and eat all day. I did buy a bunch of fresh veggies to make a veggie tray, and non-fat sour cream to make a dip, and stuff for potato salad, so I’ll spend a little more on groceries and gas than usual, but I can take the hit. I went camping last month and that cost me $12 (entertainment budget); I’m not going to avoid fun things to save money.

I leave the house at 5 in the morning to go to the airport and get back at 10 at night. It’s a darned long day, and travel seems to be a migraine trigger for me. I’ll keep my fingers crossed that eating lunch at a restaurant somehow compensates for a super long day.

Time to go to bed.

I picked plums from the backyard tree and picked blackberries in town today. The apples on one of out trees are already pretty pick. So it may be a decent jam, apple sauce, and apple butter year.

I may be nuts, but I think a post I made in the Forums was misinterpreted today. What’s funny to me is that it’s renting so much space in my head. It’s such a little thing, one person in the United States thought I was mean, and maybe I am not even reading the situation right. But I am just in a mini-tizzy. I know I have the capability to act childish, but I’d rather have a mellow Sunday night.

Today I spent on non-necessities. I even had sort of a spree. What did my crazed self end up spending? $36.21. I love how a binge for me is still little.

My first splurge was getting a $24.67 Clinique item to get the Bonus bag of make-up. I justified it to myself just fine; I tend to get the Bonus once every two years and that meets 95% of my makeup needs. So I got lipstick, mascara, lotion, and three other items. I love Clinique lipstick.

Then I got some bubble bath and two bath pillows at the dollar store. $3.22 on pure luxury. One pillow will replace the kinda broken one in the bath (which will go in my travel bag), and one will be back up for later, so I don’t spend more than I want when I need the bath pillow.

I continued to go nuts, and bought fresh fish at the store. My Guy likes catfish, and it was reduced for quick sale, so an $8 something package became $4 something. We’ll have oven fried catfish tonight, one of our favorite dishes, and one that we rarely have fresh fish for. And it doesn’t end there….I got a small bag of fresh cherries! Reduced price, but still, cherries! I only went to the market to get the $3.79 2 pound block of cheese with a dozen eggs free, and I buy fresh fish and cherries.

I’ll have a good dinner tonight, and a lovely bath, and the satisfaction of having nice makeup for a long time. And I’ll have the extra satisfaction of knowing that when I spend like a mad woman, it costs me less than $40 bucks. Whew.

I hadn’t played poker in a long time and it was nice to play last night at my place. At the start of the year I had tracked my winnings and losings, so that I had a better idea of my overall play. Well I started the year with $40 in winnings in first game (buy in for $20, took home $60). Then I lost $14, leaving me with $26 winnings to play with. So when I started the challenge I had an extra challenge: I had only that $26 in winnings to play with, or else I’d have to dip in to my entertainment money, which I wasn’t sure about. Anyway, we missed a bunch of games, and then I missed some games that were played, so it had been awhile. And I won $47.25! So now I have a separate jar of money with $73.25 ($26 plus $47.25) to keep playing with. Even if I’m a total loser from now on that’s 3 games worth at least.

Miscellaneous note 1: People brought over left over pot luck stuff from work to the poker game, so now I not only have ground beef, salsa, chopped tomatoes, and shredded cheese in the fridge, I scored a nice Ziploc and some Gladware tubs!

Miscellaneous note 2: My recycling income is way down, because of my decreased club soda consumption. Last run was $2.72, versus the usual $ or so. But I have been really finding a lot of bottles and cans on my breaks at work. So I’m picking up the neighborhood and making money.

Miscellaneous note 3: I was a big freebie girl and stopped for a few years, now I’m back to getting the free samples. Just maybe one nice item in the mail each week, but it’s great. I love the sample antiperspirants; I’ve gotten three lately.

I keep reading little snipes at frugality (not here!), as if people who choose not to spend are depriving themselves.

Get this straight: I am not deprived. I am not missing lattes, going out to eat, spending at the mall. I am not some sad little thing sitting at home washing Ziplocs while life passes me by. I am not doing without.

Some people may under spend on important items, say, on health insurance. Others may pass up grapes they love every day for bananas that are cheaper, never really satisfying themselves in the aim to save money. Some folks may be so concerned about debt or saving money that life revolves around keeping and making money.

I am very frugal. I do not spend a lot of money on things I don’t get value out of. But believe me; I have become very clear in my mind that a lot of things that don’t cost money are the things most important to me. And when it is important, I will spend money and not regret the purchase.

I have a $25 entertainment/eating out budget every month. What’s happened is that when I eat out I enjoy it much more than when it was frequent. If I am really, really in the mood to go out to eat, I do. I have learned to differentiate being lazy (can of soup works here) from wanting the experience of dining out.

I travel every year. If the stars align right, I may go to Eastern Africa next year to meet up with my folks. It will cost thousands-airfare alone to Africa is a doozy-and I won’t question in for a second. (My Dad was born there, and took my mother and me there when I was an infant, and now he’ll be able to show his wife and me. Very full circle and all that.)

I will likely eat oatmeal or homemade granola with bran for breakfast every day this week. I will pack lunch every day. I will hang laundry. I will not be upset about it. I don’t have to “get over” being upset about it. These are not unpleasant things.

If you think being frugal is painful, you’re wrong. Being frugal is very freeing, very relaxing. My income could drastically drop, and I wouldn’t have to alter my lifestyle for a second. How luxurious is that ?

If you looked at me lying on my nice bed, post-long hot bath, with my big poofy wonderful comforter, and my pile of paperbacks, on the pillows and floors and everywhere, and my tea with extra lemon and extra sweetener, you’d be able to tell I was far from deprived. I’m living a positively decadent life.

Don’t misinterpret my oatmeal, fools.