With the new house, the wedding, and medical bills, finances have been a wee bit tight in the T and Nain household. I can't remember the last time either of us bought something just for fun or went to the mall and just bought clothes. (Who am I kidding? I'm talking about me here...pity party). We've majorly cut back. I clip coupons like it's my second job, we pack our lunches every day, and we hardly ever go out to eat. My Mom even bought me a pair of $5 boots she found on sale somewhere because I had complained to her that my black boots were falling apart, and I was using black Sharpie to fill in the scuffs.
That isn't to say that tight finances haven't resulted in a few fights/tiffs between the two of us. They do say that money is one of the biggest reasons marriages fail. (I should know, having done divorce law), and I can see why. When things are so tight, it does get tense.
A few weeks ago, I decided to stretch a meal, so when I made spaghetti with meat sauce, knowing that Friday was a meat-free day (Lent, you know), so I made extra noodles and put butter in them with a little bit of cheese and basil. (Hey, it sounded good to me!) T texts me during the lunch hour and says "you know you're really cutting back on money when you're eating buttered noodles for lunch." Hey, it's a meal. Deal with it, right?
Well that butter and noodles thing has become a bit a joke between us when one of us (ahem, me) has reached a breaking point in the whole being cheap and not having any money to waste lifestyle. I may or may not have shouted "butter and noodles" at a certain someone when we were sternly discussing a grocery bill. I think it went along the lines of how high our grocery bill was and why did we need so much food, and I pointed out that I'm trying to save money and reminded him of the buttered noodles meal we had. When I couldn't take it any more and had reached a basic state of panic attack, I kept shouting "butter and noodles! butter and noodles!" It took a hug from T and a glass of Merlot, but I calmed down eventually.
This whole house thing is worth it, and I know we'll look back on these days when we were first starting off and laugh. "Hey remember that meal you made with what we had in the fridge and cabinet by putting diced tomatoes on top of cubed steak with no seasoning?" or "Remember when you made like a pound of elbow macaroni and just put butter in it for lunch?"
But until then...I cry out in frustration....butter and noodles!!! For God sake, butter and noodles!