This poem is being written in stages to highlight the things I do toward frugal living. Been to the grocery lately. Cause you to have heart failure, matey. My bestie and I eat dinner together almost every night. Try to ward off some of that cost, plight. Plus, I get to see my bestie more.Continue reading “Waste not. Want not: dinner”
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Dinner Prep
Door slams. Heart pounds. Rush. Rush. Door slams. Fingers tingle. Busy. Busy. Door slams. Eyes dart. Fly. Fly. Door slams. Brain fog. Dash. Dash. Door slams. Clock ticks. Fuss. Fuss. Door slams. Frustration station. Sprint. Sprint. Door slams. Tired muscles. Scramble. Scramble. Door slams. Let’s eat. Sit. Sit.
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