I hate spending extra for brand-names, fake colors, and anything that smells like manufactured apple or citrus. Most of the time, my family goes along with my miserly habits. But there have been some justified rebellions.
There is no more one-ply anything in the house. No more raspy toilet paper that disintegrates at inconvenient moments and scours all one's tender areas. No more single-ply tissues that shred around the fingers as one tries (vainly, of course) to stem the tide.
My husband made some eloquent pleas for expensive paper products. The kids backed him up with facts and figures - so many pain-free wipes per roll.
I caved. There have been moments when I have regretted spending extra (like the times that one of the cats takes the toilet paper and deliberately drops it into the toilet, or uses the roll for clawing practice).
But right now, I am glad that I did.
I reach for probably my 100th (no joke) lotion-infused tissue. It still hurts but it hurts a lot lot less.
You can call me Rudolph but, over this at least, you can't call me cheap!
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ReplyDeleteA very interesting peice. My mom is very much the same in not wanting to spend a lot when she shops. She buys things in bulk so I can understand your post. Very interesting and well done. :)