Shh… don't tell anyone I'm poor. They all think I'm living frugal and green just like everyone these days. This is a blog about a senior citizen living a frugal life, on a fixed income, in a low income food desert, and passing along knowledge from lessons learned. Some she learned from her Grandma Mama many years ago and some learned only a few days ago.
I pride myself on being prepared for weather emergencies. Usually.
I had cooked extra foods that can be eaten cold just in case the power went out. I had charged up batteries for my camera and filled up the oil lamps. I have wind up flashlights, wind up emergency radios, extra blankets, thick socks for my feet, and other cold weather related emergency supplies. I believe I was well prepared for a power outage if we had one.
I was not prepared to wake up yesterday morning to no water. Yes, I did have it dripping but evidently it wasn’t dripping enough. The pipes froze anyway.
Yikes! That means no water for coffee. No shower. No toilet. No cooking. No cleaning. No laundry. No canning. I was not prepared. That is so not like me. I should have put water into some containers just in case. I had everything else but forgot about water. I know better.
But in my own defense, in all the 30 plus years I’ve lived in this house, I can remember only twice the water lines froze. Both times only the water lines in the kitchen froze, not the bathroom. Both times the water line in the kitchen thawed out by afternoon when sunlight landed on that side of the house.
At first I thought maybe there had been a water line break in the neighborhood and maybe the water company had turned it off in order to make repairs. I called a neighbor who said she did have water. So that meant the trouble was in my own water lines.
I waited until early afternoon for the sun to be on that side of the house. Nothing. It did not thaw out the water. I put a small heater facing toward the under sink area. Nothing. Well, all I can do now is wait a few days for the weather to warm up and the lines to thaw. Geeze, now I have to figure out how I’m gonna pay a plumber to check the water line under the house and fix it if its cracked. I’ve got a few days to think about it. We are not expected to get above freezing for several days.
Within a few minutes my neighbor brought me water for coffee. I made some right away.
Since I’m unable to do much of anything without water, I’m using my time for sorting and purging quilt fabric. I have way too much of it and now it’s time to pass most of it along to someone else. I started with the storage room.
I can’t remember exactly how many times I’ve tried and tried to get my STUFF under control. Being poor tends to make me a hoarder. I’m often afraid to let go of something because I might not be able to replace it later. I am thrifty which also keeps me saving STUFF. I see value in just about everything.
Anyway, I’m on a mission to try once more to rid my home of all the clutter. Clutter keeps me from being creative. I feel smothered by all the STUFF even at the same time I’m viewing the STUFF as valuable craft stock. Its a constant inner battle for me between keeping and getting rid of my STUFF.
So, as I sort and purge, I’m thinking of my Grandma Mama and how she did things when I was a child. We had very little back then and we survived just fine. We were poor but happy. I want that feeling again.
There won’t be any cooking or canning posts for a few days. I did find a jackpot of green beans last week before the snow came.
I will be posting on my quilting blog for the next few days about my thinking process and how much progress I make as I rid myself of quilting STUFF.