Okay, so I know I am blessed to have a thrifty husband who helps us save for our goals and hopes and dreams, but I have to say I'm putting my foot down on the reusing of sandwich bags. Ew! I recently discovered that Kyle has been using the same plastic sandwich bag for his daily peanut butter sandwiches for over two weeks. We have a drawer full of perfectly good, very cheap sandwich bags that he is welcome to use anytime. When I brought this matter to his attention, I received a 30 minute lecture on how reusing plastic sandwich bags could account for $6 in annual savings.
My inner germophobe insists that reusing sandwich bags leads to the spread of germs and foodborne illnesses. Kyle disagrees. He says that jam residue from his sandwiches will not harbor bacteria. To properly settle this matter, I will pay Kyle $6 annually to just admit that I am right. He can keep reusing his sandwich bags if he really wants to, but he must cease trying to convert me to his germy ways.
And that, my friends, is called negotiation.
I could totally be a lawyer.