Me and Juliet have found a nice little flat to live in.
As a result, we have had many, many outgoings that are higher than usual. Indeed, this includes three sets of rent. Which is a lot.
As a result, “I can’t afford it” is my new catchphrase.
I mean, I’m sure we could afford it if we chose to use loads of credit cards, but we choose not to. Blood sucking leeches. Instead we choose to sit watching TV (I’ll probably have to fork out for the licence, I’m not too poor for morals, sadly) eating beans in jumpers.
I mean, we’ll be wearing the jumpers, not the beans, obviously.
Oh, and this newfound parsimony doesn’t include the course that we have both signed up to, even though that cost loads too, as that is self-betterment and therefore very worthy. (And also I put it on the credit card so it doesn’t count.)