Hello. My name is Karen. I am a cheapskate.
I can't remember the last outfit I bought full-priced. I choose date night locations based on coupons. I make my own yogurt (even if it was a rough start). I switched to Luvs from Pampers even after this happened.
I am a cheapskate. And I married a cheapskate.
I get most of my reading material from the library. Waiting for the pack of ravenous, starving, angry writers to descend. In my defense, I frequently request that my public library order debut authors' books. But I have made it a New Year's resolution this year to purchase more books. Doing my part to help a struggling industry that I want to break in to. Is it a sign that I'm a true writer that it's bugging the heck out of me that I dangled that preposition, but I'm not going to switch it because phrasing it correctly would feel like an inauthentic voice on my part?
Which brings me to the point of this post. I just finished reading Matched this morning by Allie Condie. Which I bought. Full priced (which is really, really bugging me because I got a 25% off coupon in my e-mail two days after I purchased it). If you haven't read it yet, it's beautifully written. It was more slow and thoughtful than I expected. An aching, not a slap.
For the record, this reminds me of my parents' friend in high school who used to open records and make a copy for himself before giving the LP as a gift.
((Looking in mirror in horror)) I am him. Hey, at least I removed the dust jacket to keep it pristine.
But your gain!
ETA: The contest is now closed.