Over the past few months, I have discovered something about myself: I hate spending money. Paying bills. Grocery shopping. Buying clothes. Filling my car's gas tank. Hate it. I do those things because I have to, but there is nothing rewarding about it. Even doing activities that I find enjoyable like going to the movies, or a concert, or bowling. The experience itself is great, but I cringe a little inside knowing I spent money to do it. I appreciate eating out but shudder to know I'm paying money for food that I could cook at home. For me, there is no such thing as therapeutic shopping. If this makes me stingy, so be it/Nic, Faithful Geek. More here.
Question: On a scale of 1 to 10, with 10 being stingy as Scrooge, how stingy are you?