Dear Readers,

It is with much sorrow that I come to you today, humbled and apologetic.  Humbled and apologetic indeed…for I have lied to you.

Yesterday, I blithely proclaimed to all the internetting world that I, Camille of Archives of Our Lives, would skimp on anything if it was necessary.  In the height of my martyrdom, I proudly implied that I am the best scrimper and saver in the world, and the only thing I don’t ration is the air I breathe.

Dear Readers, I have lied.

I am not the most frugal or most thrifty person in the world.  Nay, for even now, in these most perilous of eek-onomic perils, I have purchased an extravagance. And I don’t regret it, readers—I don’t regret it one bit.

The one thing I will NEVER skimp on is…

DIET DR. PEPPER.

Now, lest you think I am a cola-drinking machine, let me clarify: If times were dire enough, I would go without soda altogether, and drink only water.  However, since times are only a little dire (i.e. common newlywed poorness, as opposed to completely poverty-stricken and destitute on the streets), I still make 12-packs of soda a fairly regular purchase in this household.

About twice a month, Poor Kyle and I each get a 12-pack all to ourselves.  Last month, Pepsi™ and Diet Pepsi™ were the only two brands on sale.  Poor Kyle enjoys his ice cold Pepsi™ as much as any other soda, so he was fully willing to drink the stuff.  I, on the other hand, will drink Diet Dr. Pepper or no soda at all (almost always).  That being said, it was with some doubtful hesitancy that I purchased my case of Diet Pepsi™:

“Is it really a deal,” I wondered, “if it doesn’t make me happy?”

And indeed, readers, it did not make me happy.

Readers?  Hi.  Just wanted to make sure you were still with me.  No.  No, it is not a deal. For 12 days I carried a Diet Pepsi™ with me to school, left it in my car until lunchtime (to chill, you see), and at the appointed hour, I drank the vile stuff.  No longer was lunchtime the solace and joy it once had been; with a Diet Pepsi™ waiting for me in my car, I lost my thirst.

Now it’s a new month with a new grocery budget, and you’d better believe I bought my DDP with a vengeance.  It still wasn’t a good deal, but when I was drinking Diet Pepsi™, I wasn’t happy.  It all goes back to Quality of Life, like Jordan Ferney was saying…

Ahh…quality.

I wish you all Quality of Life, whichever soft drink (or fruit juice or liquor) can bring it to you.

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