Things have been very stressful in the tightwad house. Between health, my folks foreclosure/bankruptcy and work, all I wanted to do was shove my head under the blankets. That’s exactly what I did.
The universe is not an easy place, but sometimes I think it’s harder because I’m always fighting windmills. My refusal to go “gently into the night” can play greater havoc on myself than anything the world can throw at me. However, I’m starting to find moments of joy in the chaos, starting to see the reason I keep pushing against the odds.
When I realized that despite the stress we’ve been under, our food costs did not go up, and our savings did, I was pretty ecstatic. Previously, when we ran out of time or energy, the first thing we ran to was our local fast food joint. I recognized this was happening, and made a special trip to the grocery store to get convenience foods. (I’ve found in the long run it is far cheaper to stock up on sale price convenience foods for the inevitable, than to end up at fast food restaurants.)
All that I’ve observed tells me that the stress around me isn’t changing me, and I just may be emerging a better person for it all.
A better person in a far messier house than I would like. I guess it’s back into the breach!
