Sometimes, I really hate spending money. Most of the time, I’d rather save it or use it to pay down debt. So maybe that’s why my wardrobe has gotten to a really sorry state — I just couldn’t stand to spend any money to improve it. Oh, and I usually dislike clothes shopping, so that’s another reason.
I was depriving myself of things that I needed, and for no good reason.
After having Jonathan, none of my old jeans fit well. I didn’t have many good tops or a decent pair of casual shoes, either. I certainly didn’t want to be a frumpy mom, so I figured it was time to go shopping already.
I looked at our budget and crunched some numbers, and felt comfortable setting aside a chunk of change to improve my look.
After identifying some gaps in my wardrobe, I made a list of specific things I was seeking.
Then, I went shopping. I went to a thrift store, Target, the mall, and spent some serious time online browsing various stores.
And you know what? I was totally fine with spending that money.
The money was budgeted for this specific purpose, and I no longer felt bad about buying things for myself. I didn’t say, “Oh, just work with what you have and send that money toward paying off your car.” (Of course, if we were in a dire financial situation, I wouldn’t buy new clothes. But we’re ok right now).
In essence, setting aside money for new clothes gave me the permission to spend without feeling guilty.
I didn’t just hit up the clearance racks, either. I shopped for things that fit well, looked good, and made me happy. I even paid full price for a few items. For the most part, though, I found some pretty good sales and combined them with coupons or used Ebates or Cashbaq (referral links) to make my dollars go further.
In a way, it felt good to spend the money. It felt good to take care of my own needs. It felt good to not use credit. And it feels good to wear pants that don’t give you a muffin top!
You’re welcome, economy.