Saturday, December 15, 2007

Don't be impressed when you visit my home

Hello readers! My household is trying to mature these days by becoming better housekeepers.

One thing you won't find at my home is anything fancy, and lately that means living extremely frugally, especially with the high price of gasoline and starting a new job which caused me to be without any form of money for about 3 weeks, until my first paycheck arrived.

How did we make it? I keep my place thoroughly stocked for the hard times in life. This usually happens to me about every 3 years, for one reason or another. I keep my freezer fully stocked with meats, vegetables, and of course leftovers. Leftovers could be anything from vegetable soup to packets of macaroni seasoning, dried milk, etc. Also, since we live in hurricane alley, we keep lots of canned goods on hand. We don't starve around here. At one time years ago, my son wished that we could be "poor" again so that we could have more home made meals.

Another thing we do is recycle old things into new things. I can't tell you how many towels have become washclothes, and how many ripped Wally World towels have become handtowels. I have but one goal in all of this...to successfully get the kiddo through high school and into the college of his choice.

Live wisely! Merry Christmas! Terre

Ack, I'm back...

I have been blog deprived for the last two months, due to lack of customer service with that mega conglomerate phone company that attempted to give me the universe, then conveniently deleted all of my e-mail accounts when I uninstalled their service. Nothing like cutting cable connections (with their permission, of course) to get the point across about lousy service.

I don't recommend the universe service. I live in an old place and the wiring is old here. My home electricity current fried two of their modems into total submission. I must have made at least 50 phone calls to them since Sept. 8th, when the universe was first installed. At this point, they owe me money...$156.00 for the lousy service I paid for, 1 week's worth of wages for waiting on their lame customer service lines, and psychological counseling for anger management (just joking on the last part, of course). You can guarantee that when I get a notice from a law firm stating that a class action suit has been filed that my name will be on it.

In the meantime, I've become a convert to gmail. Go Google!