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.
In this life I am a woman. In my next life I plan to come back as a bear. When you are a bear you get to hibernate which means you aren’t required to do anything but sleep for six months. Yeah, I could deal with that.
Before you hibernate you are expected to eat yourself silly. You get to eat anything and everything you want and gain as much weight as you want because you’ll loose all the excess weight while you sleep. No diet or exercise necessary. Yeah, I could definitely deal with that.
When you are a girl bear you birth your children (who are the size of walnuts) while you are sleeping and you wake up to partially grown, cute, cuddly cubs. Yeah, I could deal with that too.
When you are a mama bear everybody knows you mean business. Absolutely no back talk from anyone. If anybody bothers your cubs you swat ’em. If your cubs get out of line you swat ’em too. Yeah, I could deal with that as well.
The best part is that when you are a bear your mate EXPECTS you to wake up growling and grumpy. He EXPECTS you will have harry legs and excess body fat.
Yup, gonna come back as a bear.