Parenting win, if I do say so myself.
I’m in London for meetings today, but my first meeting was cancelled so I’m able to save a bit of dollar and get an off-peak train in. It should be around the £45 mark for a travelcard, but I’ve got a 26-30 railcard (which I think is only available on Greater Anglia at the moment) and so it costs me £31.35.
Because I’m going in later than usual it also means Chris can drop me at the station which saves me forking out for a taxi. I then spend £4.75 on a Starbucks flat white and croissant before getting on the train.
I spend £45 in Primark on a few jazzy bits and pieces, but have a gift card leftover from my last collaboration with them which covers the entire spend. Huzzah!
I’m running incredibly late for my lunchtime meeting (and I am never late) thanks to hideous tube delays so opt for an Uber, despite the 1.9x far increase which costs me a cool £15.72.
I also pick up some brownies (which later turn out to be incredibly gross) from a food market to take home to my boyfriend which cost £6.
And then order a couple of books from Amazon on the train home (an Ella’s Kitchen weaning one – yes, I am v glamorous – and Ruby Tandoh’s one on relationships with food) which come in at just under £20.
Fuck me, what an expensive day.
And we’re not done yet because I have to get a taxi home from the station which costs me another £8. Can I go to bed now and put my bank card away for a bit plz?
I’ve decided to throw a world cup barbecue because obviously and so we head to Tesco to do a big food shop. We snap up all the usual summer barbecue suspects – halloumi, corn on the cob and houmous – but I also throw in a bunch of £5 peonies (it might be the last bunch of the year so seems an important buy, lol sure get a grip Hannah), an £11 tub of baby formula and some cute £1.75 watermelon napkins. It comes in just over £50.
For lunch we head down to the Ipswich street food festival and spend £11 on burritos and a further £3.75 on an ice cream sundae to share.
We tried and failed to make a meringue last night so have to have a morning jolly over to our local Co-op to buy said meringue for today’s dessert. I also pick up some asparagus because Chris harps on about OMG HOW GOOD WOULD THIS BE ON THE BARBECUE, and a few cans of soft drink. It comes in at just over £5.
Later on in the day, I order some flowers from Bloom & Wild for a friend. It’s her wedding later on in the year and she got engaged whilst I was heavily pregnant and I feel like I’ve been utterly shit so want to send something along with the RSVP that says I LOVE YOU AND I’M SORRY. The flowers I pick are £30, but there’s a 12% discount code on site so they cost me a little less.
In an completely unshocking twist, most of my money seems to go on little tit bits of food brought from every supermarket and express version of said supermarkets within a 5-mile radius of my house. And coffee. Lolz.
Want to give myself a bit of a pat on the back for not buying myself any clothes for a whole week. And no, obviously those earrings and sunglasses do not count because they’re not made of fabric and them the rules.
Could work harder to reduce my outgoings but I look forward to my coffees (plus, with a six-month old they’re pretty much more crucial than my five-a-day) and enjoy putting my money towards having people over for food and drinks because it’s fun to make memories, innit?