Tonight when I couldn’t bring myself to order Pizza Hut despite being home alone for the weekend, steaming old wallpaper off my walls all day and clutching a 50 per cent off voucher, I knew it was useless. Thrift is coursing through my veins. I’d been looking for an excuse to order my favourite takeaway since moving from Canada to the UK over two years ago, but this still didn’t cut it.
Thrift stops me doing anything mildly self-indulgent in life, besides the occasional shopping spree or European ‘mini break’ of course. But day to day, you won’t meet many as cheap, er, um, I mean thrifty, as me.
And thrift isn’t a bad word. It actually comes from THRIVE and means simply to waste less. It’s something we urgently need to do: squander away less money, natural resources, heartache and dignity by cutting out the malarkey and making smarter choices.
I’m certainly not perfect in this – or any other – category but I’ve got a few ideas about where to begin. If you’re interested please check out my blog and join me on my journey to live a cheaper, greener and more soul-isfying life… for those already living the dream, your advice is warmly solicited.