Shopping Scroogely

Shopping was a fun and simple thing to do before marriage.

Back then, I just simply walked into a store, searched for things that I like and checked the price tag. If the price was within my budget then I bought it and if it was beyond my budget, I then raised my budget, whcih basically explain why I haven't had my Porshce, sort of.

But now that I am married, budget somehow becomes more important. For instant, this weekend, my wife and I went out to buy simple bread in a small grocery shop downstairs. It went smoothly until I saw the price tag. And, get ready for this shocking news, it was 10 cents more expensive than the price in the supermarket.
I was upset, more upset than what I imagine 10 cents could cause. But later I was more upset by the fact that I was upset, just because of the 10 cent. What am I becoming? I never compared prices before, or to be more precise, I could never memorize prices (yeap, I am not great in the memory department).
But now it felt like I am becoming a housewife who continuously nags and bargains to get a 5% discount on eggs and milk until the shopkeeper realize that she's been there for 3 hours and the only way it can end is for him to give the discount.
I actually do not know whether this change is good or not. Maybe that means I now more concern about my family financial condition, or maybe I want to be a better customer. But maybe it means I became more a stingy, cheap, scrooge, money-loving husband,... which I actually am, but still......