There’s a running joke at our house. When Greg and I were first married, my mother warned him that I was cheap. She followed this cautionary advice with little chirping sounds. Cheep! Cheep!
Thanks to my mom, I never rid myself of that label. Thanks, mom.
I’m okay with it though. I know I’m not cheap, but I am frugal. There’s a difference.
Cheap is swiping sugar packets from the office coffee bar.
Frugal is buying sugar in bulk. The heck with those little packets! What a waste.
I’m patient. There is almost nothing I want that couldn’t wait until I could afford it. I can’t even remember the last time I paid full price for something.
Still, being called cheap has negative connotations. I don’t worry about it. Words only hurt if you let them. Besides, I’ve had forty years of Greg calling me cheap every time I wouldn’t let him buy some flashy new toy. I’m used to it!
It’s all semantics. Frugal, cheap, tightwad, skinflint, penny pincher. I’m good with any of those. Just don’t call me high maintenance or extravagant. Them are fightin’ words.
Do you consider yourself frugal? Does it bother you if someone calls you cheap?
I posted this on Facebook but this was too cool not to share here too. There’s a personality test that seems surprisingly accurate. My personality profile is INTJ-the Architect. According to the test, I’m the rational, chess player kind of personality, more interested in the truth than being touchy-feely. It didn’t say anything about being frugal, but I imagine most practical people are inherent penny pinchers.
Take the test if you haven’t already and let me know if it profiled your personality correctly.