Guest blogger Dani Klein Modisett: My husband asked me last night what I wanted for Hanukkah and I jokingly responded, "Gee I don't know honey, how about we just figure out how to pay our bills?" To which he said, "Great idea!" That was easy. But not very fun. How do I let the recession not suck the joy out of this holiday season?
I'd love to blame my husband, but I'm definitely the kill-joy in the couple. The fear of spending is all mine. I just can't seem to shake this sinking feeling that the four of us are going end up eating Spam out of a can we share in the refrigerator box we call home.
It's times like these when I am reminded what an all-or-nothing person I am. Did someone say RECESSION? We better eat spaghetti with ketchup on it every for dinner every night, split a Pop Tart four ways for breakfast and forget about a babysitter for date night. DATE NIGHT? Who can afford date night anymore, certainly not us! Or paper towels. We don't really need paper towels, we can just use rags, and no more tissues either, just blow your nose in toilet paper kids! And I'm sorry that shirt only comes down to right above your belly button son, it'll have to do for now.