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”

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.”