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Why is my checking account empty?!?

It's been almost 6 months since I joined the ranks of the SAHM.  I've been enjoying almost every second spent with my children (God knows moms need a break every now and again) and being an all around awesome homemaker.  (most of the time) 
One thing that has taken some hard adjustment is spending money! 
Unfortunately, budgeting for me isn't something automatic.  I wish it was!
Just recently I have traded my Homepride wheat bread (2.99 a loaf!) for Kroger brand wheat bread (1.00 a loaf) and my Aussie shampoo (3.79 per bottle) for the good ol' Suave (.99 a bottle)
I got so accustomed to the extra money every pay period.  Too used to buying little extras that sound good at the time... To picking up name brand (insert product here) instead of the store brand.
Oreos, Jiff peanut butter, Red Baron frozen pizza.  It's not the one item splurge at the grocery that eats up my budget every two weeks, it's the several items that I purchase that cost more than they have to.
It's been a battle to "reprogram" my brain to see things for what they have to cost instead of what I used to be able to afford (don't get me wrong... we're not hurting for funds... I just can't operate with reckless abandon. and that takes some getting use to.)

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