I hate no spend month.  It has very little to do with saving money.  It’s a ploy, showing up all your self-defeating, deflecting, sublimating, time-wasting habitual ways to make yourself feel better.  For an instant.  Or to avoid doing what you know you need to be doing, like feeling your feelings, or painting the utility room ceiling.  (The painting is satisfying, but prepping the surfaces just makes me want to take a big nap).