Finances Gotten Hairy?

Thought maybe Fran woulda already blogged about this but then maybe she's been busy, pulling her hair with frustration at work, because somebody keeps calling the front desk wanting to know, "So where can I get a pizza?" or "Can you send a limo around to pick me up?" or "Does your hotel have a gas dock?" and "Is this Francis of Morganshire?"

OK I'm guilty ... but then Deadliest Catch was a rerun. :-)

Anyway Monday night Fran told me she'd talked to her boyfriend Shawn, who's about as tight with his wallet as Scrooge's statue in an arctic ice storm, and decided to forgo coloring her hair.

His reasoning was that over the course of a year, the coloring and maintenance would cost Fran something like $600. "Joe Hall that's six hundred dollars for my hair." Looking at it that way, Fran said she'd rather use the money to pay for tuition instead.

And Fran said that, like our reverse-cycle shopping adventure last week, she felt good about the decision to not spend the money.

Good for you, Francis. And double good (with compound interest) for having Shawn on your team.