Monetary gains by fermentary losses

This one is a bit more literal. Or so it may seem...

I am planning a pretty big trip in May. I'll be out of the country the whole month (more on that later) and this, naturally, means I need to cut spending and dive into hyper-saver Carrie mode.

So, according to this very blog's mantra: Save money by saving money. Don't spend it. Keep it for something else that you need it for later.

Easier said than done, as most of you are probably acutely aware of. Now, I'm not a shopper. In fact, the thought of a day at West Ed scares the shit out of me. Actually. Anxiety attacks, the whole sha-bang. I own as many pairs of shoes as necessary, my food intake, as noted here, is now cheaper from less eating out, and I'm stocked up on beauty supplies.

"Where does her money go?" I hear you asking. My honest answer: Going out

I like to go out. I like to hang out with friends in bars and pubs with delicious deep fried pickles, pint specials and greazy everything. Sometime I like going to cafes where everything is clean, the chai lattes are good and biscotti is a word no longer meaning "cookie" in Italian but "expensive wafer" in English. Mostly, it's places they serve delicious, delicious spirits.

See you in May big guy

So it begins. If I am to save enough for my trip, I am going to have to drink less until May. I say this because that is what tends to lead me to order 2 plates of deep fried pickles, another pint, shots, another plate of deep fried pickles and a plate of nachos (just to be safe.)

And, of course, by drink less I mean drink less money. So, I'll be looking for deals! Keep me posted if you come across any!

Tonight I have a staff party. Their drink tickets are like gold to me.