Such an important cause!
Like many other couples out there one of the first things that my husband and I did when we got married was set up joint accounts. Joint bank accounts, joint credit card, joint line of credit. In theory this is a great idea, we have all of our income go into a shared account, and our expenses also come out of this account.
One of the benefits of this has been that he and I feel a greater sense of accountability to spend our money wisely, since it is no longer mine or his.. the money is now OURS.
In theory this was a good idea but in hindsight I wish i had insisted on having joint AND separate accounts. Why? Because my husband works for one of the big banks and checks our account statuses on a daily basis. So annoying! So, what happens if I want to buy him a birthday present? If I use a credit card or debit card he will see the transaction almost immediately. What if I want to splurge and buy myself something frivolous? Again.. he knows almost instantaneously. I’ve spoken to my husband about having one joint account and each of us having an individual account for personal expenses, but he stubbornly refuses to listen to reason. He doesn’t see why we should have anything private from the other.
I’m sure that I’m not the only person in this predicament, and I am here to let you know I have found a sneaky solution!
I call it my “Secret Stash of Cash!”. Yes, it’s true. I’ve become one of THOSE women who squirrels away extra change, and money from lunch and hides it under the mattress (not really the mattress. Don’t go looking there husband!). Now, my secret stash isn’t really that secret, because my husband and family know I have it, but the amount of money in it, and its location are only known to me!
Last year I went on a girls trip to Montreal, and thanks to my Secret Stash of Cash, I did some fun guilt free shopping including some jeans from Parasuco and a blouse from Jacob. Extra bonus is that when I want to buy my husband a gift, I pay cash, and that way it remains a true surprise!
So ladies and gentleman. If you don’t already have your own bank account… set up a secret stash of cash.
Why? Because Shwetasays that every woman & man deserves guilt free shopping!
What do you think? Sneaky or Smart? Any other ideas out there? Share!!
Once upon a time there was a Queen named Shweta who lived in the town of York with her husband the King and their beautiful daughter Princess Baby J.
The Royal family was often invited to balls in far away lands where the Queen would admire the beautiful shoes of the other Queen’s and Empresses. Queen Shweta would implore the King “Please darling, can’t I have some of those beautiful red-soled shoes too?”. But alas, the King would always remind the Queen that it was better they save their gold for sweet Princess Baby J. Of course the Queen knew that the King spoke the truth as he was very wise, but whenever she could she couldn’t help but pop her head into the shops in town and sneak a peak at the pretty pretty shoes.
One cold and blustery day in January the Queen’s sister, Lady S, was visiting and asked to be accompanied for a day of shopping and food along the streets of Bloor. The Queen gladly went along and had a lovely time visiting the local shopkeepers. After a few hours the two ladies were feeling peckish and so they stopped in to Ye Holt Renfrew for a few minutes to repose and have some snacks. They were on their way to snack shop when suddenly out of the corner of her eye the Queen saw the most beautiful shoes she had ever seen!!!! She felt compelled to approach and see these dazzling shoes and noticed that there was only pair left in the entire shop.
The Cobbler not realizing who he was talking to said rudely “Those are the last pair and they are a small size. Everyone has been wanting them all day.” The Queen thought to herself “well there’s no harm in just trying them on.” And so she did. And lo and behold they were the perfect fit! Not only that, but something special happened when she put on these brown leather Gucci booties with fur trim; they made her stand taller; they made her feel cool and special. But the Queen was reminded by the King’s wise words “We should save our gold for Princess Baby J” and so she was prepared to put the beautiful Gucci booties, that seem to be made for her, away when she suddenly saw the sign. SALE 70% OFF! Oh it was truly a sign from the shoe Gods. These Gucci
beauties booties were meant to be hers and have a prominent place in the royal closet.
The Queen returned home with her magical Gucci booties that made her feel special, and seeing the smile on her face, the King couldn’t help but agree that they were worth every penny.
But shortly thereafter the Queen was saddened to see her beautiful booties sitting in her closet. These shoes deserved to be seen and admired. And so the Queen threw a gala and invited all of her royal friends and family. Everyone came in their finest attire, but the star of the evening was the Queen, not just because of how she looked in her booties, but because of how wonderful these magical Gucci booties made her feel.
The moral of the story? ShwetaSays that everybody deserves to have their own magical pair of shoes that make them feel like a Queen!
P.S. Although names have been changed, this story is based on real life events
P.P.S. This blog post is not sponsored by Gucci or Holt Renfrew… but I wish it was 🙂