I wanted to comment on the social aspect of frugality. I am one of them that complained that it is making social difficulties in my life. It still is but...
This weekend I had an influx of friends and family come visit. They showed up early, midday and late - and none of them were expected. In the end I had 11 children, 3 puppies someone brought with them, and a slew of adults - and every single one of them was hungry. Spaghetti was the only thing I could think of and so spaghetti it was.
I cooked an enormous batch of sauce up and got a pot boiling with as many noodles as I could fill it with. We served the first round of people and everyone ate in turns. People sat in chairs, joggled little ones on their knees, and others simply stood at the table and ate. As soon as a plate was emptied, my husband washed it and the next person was served. As soon as I poured the noodles in the colander, I set another pot of noodles to boil. They ate it - and they had seconds and thirds, and while they were eating that I made a quick peach cobbler using some of the peaches I had canned. Thank heavens I have an indoor oven and an outdoor oven. I had never needed them more.
Every single person that ate dinner with us, seemed to immensely enjoy what they were served and the good company as well. I can sincerely say I cannot remember having as good a time at any of the nice dinner parties I used to throw.
I have been grappling with how to handle our change in income. I certainly won't be giving the same type of gifts at holidays or socializing in the ways I used to. This has been a real journey for us...still is. But I think I am starting to see that it will all be okay. Like the lyrics to Three Little Birds: "every little thing, is gonna be all right."
This weekend I had an influx of friends and family come visit. They showed up early, midday and late - and none of them were expected. In the end I had 11 children, 3 puppies someone brought with them, and a slew of adults - and every single one of them was hungry. Spaghetti was the only thing I could think of and so spaghetti it was.
I cooked an enormous batch of sauce up and got a pot boiling with as many noodles as I could fill it with. We served the first round of people and everyone ate in turns. People sat in chairs, joggled little ones on their knees, and others simply stood at the table and ate. As soon as a plate was emptied, my husband washed it and the next person was served. As soon as I poured the noodles in the colander, I set another pot of noodles to boil. They ate it - and they had seconds and thirds, and while they were eating that I made a quick peach cobbler using some of the peaches I had canned. Thank heavens I have an indoor oven and an outdoor oven. I had never needed them more.
Every single person that ate dinner with us, seemed to immensely enjoy what they were served and the good company as well. I can sincerely say I cannot remember having as good a time at any of the nice dinner parties I used to throw.
I have been grappling with how to handle our change in income. I certainly won't be giving the same type of gifts at holidays or socializing in the ways I used to. This has been a real journey for us...still is. But I think I am starting to see that it will all be okay. Like the lyrics to Three Little Birds: "every little thing, is gonna be all right."