Mom explained something called a Snack Budget today. She said living in the city is very expensive, so I need to make “wise choices.” I told her wise choices are hard when there are cheese fries in the world.
She gave me $5 and said it had to last all week. What in the world am I supposed to do with 5 dollars?
At the corner store, everything looked delicious and dangerous. I wanted all of it. Especially the cinnamon rolls that were basically the size of my face.
But I remembered the budget.
So I bought:
- 1 honey bun
- 1 banana
- And a pack of gum (to stretch the joy)
I felt like a responsible adult.
A small, hungry adult.
But I spent the entire 5 dollars.
I guess I won’t have any more money until next week.
