Cash spent today = £0.00. It’s only 7.45, but as my plan for the rest of the evening is to sit in the garden reading, I can’t see the situation changing. Despite not even opening my purse, I have thought about money several times during the day. I’m not sure whether this is an inevitable consequence of my “mini-mission” or simply a coincidence. Actually, it probably reflects the fact that I decided to take on this ‘recording what you spend’ task because I was musing on money anyway. For example, last week I was reflecting on ‘How much money is enough for you?’. This question was asked in a self-help style weekly email that I receive (http://www.lifeclubs.co.uk/). Normally I find that answers to the Life Club questions come instinctively, but this one I really struggled with. How do I define enough?
I think I may have found answer today. ‘Enough’ is being able to book a hotel for a trip without having to angst over whether I can afford it or not. Obviously I don’t mean finding the means to pay for a two-week stay at the Marbella Ritz! I’m talking about the kind of money needed to fund two or three nights in a Travelodge or similar. This personal definition of ‘enough money’ emerged because two trips have suddenly lined themselves up for the autumn/winter: one to Manchester, to a protest, and another to Brighton for a conference. In both cases, I felt a palpable sense of relief knowing that I could simply book a room and not worry about scraping the money together. I felt the same when I went to a wedding earlier in the year and realised that, for the first time in years, I could afford to stay at the venue and not have to book in at a much cheaper B&B down the road.
Of course all this doesn’t mean that I’m going to head out on a reckless spending spree. My puritanical streak runs too strong for anything of that nature! Even so, it’s good to know that however much money is in my purse this month, I feel like I’ve got enough.