Too many memories to organize in a married mother's mind. What better way to get it out of my head than to write about my journey as a sister riding the adventure with my mommyhooded kind. I desire no impact onto others but a gratitude for being transparent.
September 22, 2008
66 Cents
Okay, we've got two more weeks until our next paycheck and $0.66 is holding us together in our bank account! Yikes! We've got almost no food in our pantry and I am afraid. Fortunately Andrea introduced us to a family run business that buys expired (or nearly expired) foods or foods in damaged containers for $25 a cart. I stopped into the store and almost cried. I never thought that I would reach this level of tight living. I felt like the prodigal son begging for father's acceptance. All these years I've ignored my mom and dad's financial guidance and look where it's got me. I'm actually glad that I'm learning it this way because I improve with perserverance through hardship and this is really hard. Anyways, we got back lots of stuff: salad dressing, milk, eggs, bread, frozen meat in packages, frozen piglet feet in loose plastic bags (um - okay), and rice. I thank this service for existing but I really do prefer buying fresh.
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