So my struggle with money is nothing new to me.

I’ll even admit that part of it is my own fault. Because I like to buy clothes. Lots of them. Sometimes I "need" these clothes, other times I don’t.

Today I’ll be taking some clothes back to Target. I’ll keep one of the sweaters for work, but the other…four…. I’m taking them back. The $50 means more to me than the clothes, and I need to stop doing the whole spending thing.

I’m trying to live a less wasteful life. And a cleaner one. And a more frugal one.

Which means I probably won’t be seeing Nancy today because I can’t afford it.

No eating out. I’m going to be good. That will save me over $100 a month.

I need to cook for myself, so Pete and I aren’t constantly eating out.

I wanted to have all of my debt paid by now, but it feels like it will never happen because everytime I need money, I have to kill my entire emergency fund. We’re talking all $300 of it. And the stupid Focus likes to do things to me, like kill its battery and make funny noises.

But anyway, I’m done with complaining. I’m just bothered for now.

Question: What did you do with all your old T-shirts? I have so many tennis ones and other ones that mean something to me, but they take up so much space. I might need some space bags, but then what am I keeping them for?