1. Grocery pickup.
Recently, the big chain grocery store near me started offering curb-side pickup. At first, I didn’t even consider it. I usually planned my meals, wrote very specific lists, and sent Dan. Or, if it was absolutely unavoidable, went myself, usually with children in tow.
But one week, I looked at our schedules, looked at my cupboards, and thought, “Hm. It may be time to see if this curb-side thing is worth it.”
It totally is, my friends. Totally. (Unless you really like grocery shopping. I recall being happy when Dan said he would do it regularly as long as I provided good, specific lists for him.)
Meal planning, list making, and grocery shopping usually take me about two hours — if I’m wrangling kids, longer. (Hey, maybe I’m not that good at it.)
Meal planning, list making, and using the pickup service takes me 45 minutes. And costs $5.
I regularly use it now, about twice a month, and oh my gosh, it makes me feel like an entitled, precocious bourgeoisie, but I’m not giving it up. I do have to get a little bit better at making sure I have everything on the list (this week, I forgot a red pepper and coconut milk, so I still have to make a store run — I can probably ask Dan to do it).
There are cons: you may not find everything online. You may need to accept less expensive or more expensive substitutions, or not accept substitutions at all and go without. I have no clue how it works with coupons. I am not a coupon clipper despite my best intentions. And of course, some people in the area absolutely hate this grocery chain for very valid reasons and shop elsewhere.
But it’s working for me. It’s given Dan and I a lot more time in our lives. For $5 and the other tradeoffs I mentioned, it’s totally worth it.
I don’t know what else needs to be said about this. Pedicures went from a rare treat to a regular thing in my life. I get one about once a month, maybe twice a month during the summer (and not as often during the winter). Sometimes I take Kate with me; sometimes I go by myself. I have two places I regularly go. And at one of those places, I also get some waxing done when needed, and the less said about that, the better.
3. Our nanny.
Just saying the phrase, “We have a nanny” is another thing that makes me feel horribly, horribly like a one-percenter. However, having a nanny during the summer is one of the best decisions we ever made, and I will make it again as long as I have to. She is fantastic with our children, they all adore each other, and having her at the house gives my children the freedom I remember from summers when I was a kid. She doesn’t put up with any crap; she’s a taskmaster. But she’s also a ton of fun. From my point of view, it’s nice to get up and go to work without having to rouse the household; and it’s nice to come home to a neat house.
She starts next Monday. I can’t wait.
What are the little or big indulgences that get you through a week?