I dislike to spend a lot of money.
My wifey regularly gives me a hard time, because she thinks that I am cheap. I savor to go on trip once each year while in the summer, then for the past couple of years, the people I was with and I have gone camping, and camping is a fun activity plus it doesn’t cost a lot of money. All of us can rent a campsite for $25 each night plus the people I was with and I can make our own food right at the site. All of us don’t have to spend a ton of money for lodging, lunchs, or entertainment. That is my idea of the perfect trip. All of us still have a lot of fun, but the people I was with and I don’t spend a fortune! When my wifey mentioned going to San Francisco for a week, I instantaneously shot that idea down. I knew that but a week in San Francisco was going to cost thoUnited Statesnds of dollars. My wifey continued to look at plans plus she secretly booked a hotel for the several of us. The text confirmation came to her text, even though I found the charge on the credit card. My wifey instantaneously confessed to making plans to go to San Francisco. I realized how much the trip meant to her, so the people I was with and I agreed to go to the city with a couple of ground rules on spending. Of course, all of those rules went right out the window when I realized that our hotel was situated right next door to a marijuana dispensary. I’m sure my wifey planned that on purpose, because I wanted to go inside the dispensary to look at everything. I purchased several different marijuana items from the dispensary plus my wifey brought that up every time she wanted to pay in San Francisco.