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 am NOT a nutritionist nor a dietitian. I am NOT a financialist nor an economist. I am NOT vegetarian nor vegan. I am NOT a doctor nor a nurse. I am NOT professional writer nor do I earn money from my blog. I wish I could but I don’t.
What I am is simply a little old lady who has lived a lifetime being poor and learned a few survival things along the way. The only skills I come remotely close to being an expert at is making quilts and being poor.
I write about living my frugal life, in a food desert, in the poorest part of a large city, and being happy despite being forced by circumstances to live with less. The title does say “Na Na pinches her pennies.” The information box at the top of my blog does say I’m poor.
I write this blog to explain how I make do with the scraps that life hands me. I share my make do and mend attitude with anyone who happens upon my blog. I am not writing to say anyone should do as I do or to give expert advice about diets or health or money or anything like that. I merely write about how I make do with what I have.
I hear the news reports saying the economy is getting better but what I actually SEE is the gap between the have and the have not growing larger. After all, I’m surrounded by lots of those have nots in my neighborhood. I write to help those who are “newly poor” and searching for ways to survive. Newly poor being anyone who loses a job or has a sudden major illness clean out the bank account or anyone who is asked to take early retirement. If you are not used to being poor it can be very traumatic. You need people like me to show what is possible.
The cost of everything keeps going up and up. One by one I’ve had to give up simple luxuries because the raises in cost have priced them right out of my budget. Anyone on a fixed income will understand what I mean. The cost of things like clothing, car, cable, cell phone, food, and so forth. I’m barely hanging onto internet because its my entertainment and my encyclopedia. One more raise in the cost may put that out of my budget too. Instead of getting angry about my situation I simply find a way around it by either making stuff for myself or finding something else that will do.
I don’t get food stamps but I do get food from the mobile food banks. Not many folks know what to do with the food bank food after they get it. I do. Which is why I write about using the food in different ways just to give new ideas. Again, I am NOT writing as an expert telling others what to do. I’m writing as a person actually living this way. Yes, I really do stand in those food lines. It kind of reminds me of what it must have been like standing in a food line during the depression or during WW1 and WW2.
I write about ways I save money on things like clothing or utilities or entertainment. Sometimes I write about my feeble attempts to organize and rid my home of STUFF because being poor tends to make me a hoarder. When I figure out a new way to do something cheaply I tell the whole world by blogging about it. Geeze, I just can’t keep a secret.
When I learned to cook and sew and mend from my Grandma Mama the whole world was poor. The war was over but WW2 rationing was still being used and many items simply were not available to purchase yet. Everyone had to make do and mend. It wasn’t a fashion statement, it was survival.
I could be wrong but I see troubling times ahead of us. I simply want to do my part to help the “have not” learn to make do and mend before a SHTF situation happens or someone loses a job or someone retires. Its all the same, the person becomes suddenly poor and will need to know how to make do and mend in order to survive.
Note to the evil commenters I’ve had lately:
If you don’t like what I write or how I write it then STOP READING and go someplace else. Its as simple as that. No one is forcing you to read this blog. Sending me a nasty comment is NOT going to change me or my attitude. Any cruel or extremely critical comments regarding my writing style and my attitude will be marked as spam and deleted.