My Money, My Decision

I lost one of my diamond studs and have been beating myself up over this loss for two weeks.  I thought about replacing it but being cheap, I also thought about buying a pair of fakes.  My husband insisted I should at least price a real one and after much hesitation I agreed.

We stopped at a jeweler I have known for years and while the price was high, it was not as high as I expected it to be.  I still hemmed and hawed.  The jeweler looked at my husband and said, "You are the one I should be discussing price with."  And then I lost it.  "My earring, my money, or rather our money.  Why should he be the one to decide!"  It might be the 21st century but men (thankfully, not mine) have this weird idea that a purchase like this one must come from one of them.  I was tempted to walk away but I really wanted the earring and the price was good, so I said yes.  But, I made sure the man behind the counter knew it was my decision, my decision alone.

I always paid my own way.  I raised my daughter to pay her own way and I even try to impress my female students (and male ones too) of the importance of paying paying for what they want themselves.  No one can be free without financial independence.