My last weight loss journey; maybe

I was a large baby. If memories serves me correctly, I weighed 10 pounds at birth. Pictures of me show a normal child up until I hit puberty. I’ve never been a normal weight since. The lowest I’ve been in my adult life, I could wear a size 12 jeans. My heaviest, I wore aContinue reading “My last weight loss journey; maybe”

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”