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 or a dietitian. I am NOT a financial guru or an economist. I am NOT vegetarian or vegan. I am NOT a doctor or a nurse. I am NOT a professional writer nor do I earn money from ads on my blog.
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 prefer to say “frugal” instead of “poor” because it sounds better to be living with less by choice than it does from circumstances. I started my first blog in 1998 as a way to share tips with other professional quilters. Over the years my blog has morphed and changed locations a few times to become about an old lady surviving on social security in today’s uncertain economy.
I write about standing in food bank lines and then about what I do with the food after I get it home. I use the old ways taught to me by my Grandma Mama to preserve the food bank food. I can, dehydrate, and freeze as much as possible in the very same way I would if I had a garden or if I shopped a farmer’s market.
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 people are not used to being poor it can be very traumatic. They need poor people to teach what is possible if you only try.
The cost of everything keeps going up and up. One by one I’ve had to give up simple luxuries because the costs have priced them right out of my budget. Anyone on a fixed income will understand what I mean. 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.
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. Everyone had to make do and mend. It wasn’t a fashion statement, it was survival.
I could be wrong but I see even more troubling times ahead of us. I 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. I write about saving money by using less utilities or less water. I write about the ways I stretch my own budget. If you stumble upon my blog when searching for a way to stretch your budget know that I’m one of you too. I encourage all readers to read the comment sections. There are people commenting with great ideas about stretching a budget that are worth reading too.
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