Waste not. Want not; drying rack

This poem is being written in stages to highlight the things I do toward frugal living. Waste not. Want not. Growing up; my daily life was filled with the saying, “waste not, want not.” When you’re young, what clue do you have in lives dot? As we grow; we learn, “money doesn’t grow on trees.”Continue reading “Waste not. Want not; drying rack”

White Wax Protectant

The end One sunny day, Nanna was complimented by a stranger about how she seemed to glow. She smiled, excepted the compliment and moved on. It gave a little shot to her confidence. Made her smile. The next day she was complimented again. ‘Two days in a row she thought.’ Smiling to herself. It justContinue reading “White Wax Protectant”

White Wax Protectant

Part one Growing up poor had taught Nanna many lessons. Not being a wasteful person was the most valuable one. Nanna could make any item scream for mercy before it was tossed in the trash. What seemed like chump change to most people was down right golden to her. Nanna had an addiction. Like everyoneContinue reading “White Wax Protectant”

Waste not. Want not: dinner

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”

Waste not. Want not: second chances.

Waste not. Want not. This poem is being written in stages to highlight the things I do toward frugal living. Growing up; my daily life was filled with the saying, “waste not, want not.” When you’re young, what clue do you have in lives dot? As we grow; we learn, “money doesn’t grow on trees.”Continue reading “Waste not. Want not: second chances.”

Waste not. Want not: trash bags

This poem is being written in stages to highlight the things I do toward frugal living. Waste not. Want not. Growing up; my daily life was filled with the saying, “waste not, want not.” When you’re young, what clue do you have in lives dot? As we grow; we learn, “money doesn’t grow on trees.”Continue reading “Waste not. Want not: trash bags”