We got to the end of the toothpaste tube this week. For some strange reason, I decided to keep it going as long as I good. Even after the point where ordinarily I'd declare the remaining amount trivial and throw it out, I squeezed & squeezed every bit I could. The Cat Daddy even commented with a chuckle, asking how long I was going to keep the tube going. I said as long as I could, but secretly I knew he would toss it when he'd had enough.
We'll he didn't exactly toss the tube, but this morning I saw that he had started a new one. I figured that was pretty much the same thing as giving in, so I went ahead & tossed the old one. I had thought I was just having fun seeing how long I could make the toothpaste last, but even though neither of us ever declared a toothpaste competition, for some reason I feel quite victorious...
My grandmother (a product of the Great Depression) used to cut her tube open and scrape out the toothpaste each time until it was COMPLETELY gone. Now that's dedication!
ReplyDeleteI was gong to do that until I realized I had better things to do. I might do that next time just to prove a point or as a method of controlling spending durning these times of sky rocketing gas prices.
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Take care. ---Myra
*laughs* congrats on winning. I think?
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