This Story Was Written Purely for the Money

I’ve never met a dollar I didn’t like

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I just arrived home from a mani/pedi appointment, riddled with guilt.

I haven’t indulged in any form of self-care since before the pandemic. In fact, I’ve been wearing the same four pairs of sweatpants for two years. I don’t want to wear out my “good clothes” because those cost more than Walmart sweatpants.

The truth is that my mani and pedi cost the same as a tank of gas as of today. Yesterday the price at the pump went up to $1.91 per Canadian litre. For you Americans, that converts to about $973.00 per gallon.

On my way home I stopped at the grocery store and filled one bag with veggies and some whole wheat buns.

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Thank GOD I don’t eat meat. And as of today, I’ve cut out cheese too. F**k that.

A single grocery bag containing vegetables and just four buns cost me over $40.00. That’s ten dollars per vegetarian sandwich that I’ll be eating for the next week.

I guess I’d better jazz that sandwich up with some mustard.