After my first husband died, I would cash my paycheck (this was before auto-deposit) and the two girls and I would sit at the table and make piles for rent, gasoline ($10 every two weeks!), utilities, etc. What was left was for food and other “non-essentials”. It might not have been everybody’s way of doing things, but it worked for us, and I never got “gimme, gimme”. The best cherished birthday gift I ever received was when the girls saved their money and bought me a pair of $1 tennis shoes.