I wore my fleece and tennishoes today. It made me happy. My socks are cute.
I woke early. I dunno. After some snuggle time in bed, I made some coffee, and poached eggs and toast for The Mister and me, then Moo and I went off to the Aldi.
I keep encountering people who feel the Aldi is dirty or weird or beneath them, and I don’t understand these people. They are, perhaps, as my mother would say, people with “more money than sense.”
When it comes to money, I’m a pragmatist. I’m all about home economics. I’m all about work economics, too, because bottom lines are right above pay raises.
It’s in my upbringing. All those lectures about value, man. I’ve seen my dad drive his golf cart 3 blocks away to give someone a nickel’s change. My mother would never dream of calling information when the phone book is RIGHT THERE.
My father? “I had to work three hours to buy that trampoline, so put the goddamn tarp on it when you’re done!”
Aldi is great. Do I buy everything there? Well, no. I do go there plenty, though. Some things I won’t or can’t buy at Aldi. Some things, I specifically go to Aldi to buy — like cheeses, cans of black olives, and spices. If you think you need to pay more for bananas, onions, raspberries, potatoes, or lettuce so they will taste better, I cannot help you. For everyone else, take some bags, take a quarter and go find out that Aldi is good enough for your bougie ass.
Don’t be surprised if you find yourself buyin things that aren’t on your list, feelin like the cat who got the cream.
There’s a lot of shit you have to live and learn about money,
like don’t build on undeveloped land in Hamilton County, but Aldi is a no-brainer.
Today, Aldi had holiday candy on sale. While y’all may be too good to eat candy in red and green wrappers in January, we are not. I bought two bags of Reese’s cups, a bag of York Peppermint Patties, a box of candy canes, and two bags of M&Ms for under $5. How sweet is that?
Almost as sweet as the pineapple upside-down cake I’m bakin today.
I’ll jot that tomorrow.