I think I might have a problem. Nope. I definitely do.
It is no secret that I love thrift. Second hand? Sure. Yard sales? Bring it. Free trash treasure on the side of the road? Yes sir! Flea markets? Couldn't think of a better way to spend a Sunday. I have no issue whatsoever admitting that I am cheap. Hell, I don't even think of it as cheap...I fancy myself smarter then the average bear! Until it comes to several items. This list will contain some of the things I keep buying cheaply and over and over again. They always disappoint in some massive, catastrophic way and therefore lead to gigantic arguments when husband discovers that, yet again, I have bought dollar store deodorant, or god forbid...trash bags. I will begin with trash bags. Every time I go to the dollar tree I have memory loss when I reach the trash bags. Each trip I take I inevitably leave with a box. The lesson in what gargantuan pieces of shit they are was learned when we...