I screwed up. The Monkees are coming to a small theater less than an hour from my house, suburb-style, which means not having to drive and park in the city (Chicago) or go to some casino in the Boonies. I was all prepared on Friday to buy the tickets, and in my mind I budgeted a price (I thought I would go up to $50 per ticket). I have to do that now that I quit my job. Everything I do feels irresponsible, needs vs. wants, etc. The Monkees are most definitely not a need, but I still love their music so much and it would be great to see them at such an easy venue. The price of the tickets was not posted ahead of time (or maybe it was, but I hadn't found it-- you see where I'm going with this). When it came 10 a.m., I was ready. And then I priced two tickets. One hundred fifty-three dollars. WTF? So I waffled and freaked and kept refreshing the Ticketmaster page to see if different seats would make it seem worth it. I had one page open to Ticketmaster, and one page open to the seating chart of the theater. Every time I had to type in those jacked up letters (what are those called? For security reasons? The ones I ALWAYS get wrong?), minutes passed by. I felt like I was wasting my life trying to find the perfect tickets that would justify such a spendy amount. In the end, I didn't buy them. I'm bummed because now the seats available are certainly not worth that much money. This is my reality now because as wonderful as it is to be home officially with my daughter, it sucks to be frugal. Without a steady income, my financial future feels so uncertain. How can I squander the money I have on tickets to a band I have seen in various formations (with increasingly surly, old men banter) throughout the years? But the pressing question is: are there really that many people who would pay that much money to see The Monkees?