Rambling Frugality
I have more things to do than I have desire. Time is not an issue, but desire is in my dreams and my mind. Somehow getting the two to meet has been nothing short of a miracle. I need so many things, but can't entertain the idea of spending money on those things. Things like a new dining room table. I am tired of the dinette sets, and want a real wood table to enjoy. Oh I am sure I will get one when I release the death grip on the dollar amount.
The rent went up $50, and I reluctantly signed on another year. I have to live somewhere, and the promised apartment in February was awarded to an outsider before the tenant moved out December 15. I moved here so I could use my washer and dryer. I wanted to be just like June and Ward cleaver. I wanted a white picket fence, and a dog. Although I don't think they had a dog. I settled for a cement porch, and two cats. Paying over $200 extra a month in rent just to use my washer and dryer doesn't bring me closer to being June or Ward. However, I have to count my blessings. I could be out of work living under a bridge in Manhattan with a bottle of Reunitie without June or Ward. Who wants to drink alone? I have, and in fact it was a bottle of Reunitie New Years Eve 1980, Largo Florida. Yep. It was a one woman drunk-fest to oblivion. Prior to that I had never been to Oblivion. I decided one trip was a life time of memories lost.
I know someone who saves used paper towels. Imagine crinkled up dried up stained paper towels lined up on the counter end to end. Waiting. Just waiting for that second chance to be useful. I swore all my life I would never do that, ever.. No, not me. Right.
Saran wrap shouldn't be reused either. I know, because my mother used to try and make my dad save it from his sandwiches. I never understood how that helped us be better people. Of course I wonder if we had not saved all those millions of pieces of plastic wrap all those years growing up in Illinois would we be worse people now? Not sure I have the energy to study that issue.
I wonder why some people save used disposable anything? Paper plates, cardboard, toothpicks, old apples. You name it. Its been saved. Except Pampers. No one would ever think about saving used Pampers.
Enjoy!
The rent went up $50, and I reluctantly signed on another year. I have to live somewhere, and the promised apartment in February was awarded to an outsider before the tenant moved out December 15. I moved here so I could use my washer and dryer. I wanted to be just like June and Ward cleaver. I wanted a white picket fence, and a dog. Although I don't think they had a dog. I settled for a cement porch, and two cats. Paying over $200 extra a month in rent just to use my washer and dryer doesn't bring me closer to being June or Ward. However, I have to count my blessings. I could be out of work living under a bridge in Manhattan with a bottle of Reunitie without June or Ward. Who wants to drink alone? I have, and in fact it was a bottle of Reunitie New Years Eve 1980, Largo Florida. Yep. It was a one woman drunk-fest to oblivion. Prior to that I had never been to Oblivion. I decided one trip was a life time of memories lost.
I know someone who saves used paper towels. Imagine crinkled up dried up stained paper towels lined up on the counter end to end. Waiting. Just waiting for that second chance to be useful. I swore all my life I would never do that, ever.. No, not me. Right.
Saran wrap shouldn't be reused either. I know, because my mother used to try and make my dad save it from his sandwiches. I never understood how that helped us be better people. Of course I wonder if we had not saved all those millions of pieces of plastic wrap all those years growing up in Illinois would we be worse people now? Not sure I have the energy to study that issue.
I wonder why some people save used disposable anything? Paper plates, cardboard, toothpicks, old apples. You name it. Its been saved. Except Pampers. No one would ever think about saving used Pampers.
Enjoy!