Frankly, I didn’t think I’d be so happy to see the last Friday in August arrive, but believe me, I’m grateful.
I mentioned last week that No Buy August was an exercise in how many times Murphy would show up.
And, as I also mentioned in Dear Mr. Dryer Dude, we’ve been without a dryer for pretty much the entire freaking month.
And no, he hasn’t come back, I haven’t heard from him, and frankly, the idea of a dryer on the back deck is no longer seeming like such a bad idea. Cue the Beverly Hillbillies theme, and call me, “Granny”.
So, needless to say, between one thing and another, and another, our savings hasn’t exactly *grown* this month. But, on the good note, it hasn’t completely dwindled away either. We’re sitting at about the same place we started at, and all things considered, I’m not going to complain.
Well, not in print, anyways. Wolf listens to me whine enough for everyone.
So, the question is, where do we go from here?
Same goal we have every month, Pinky…try to take over the world!
Errr…I mean, try to build the savings.
So, we’re in for pretty much a ‘wash, rinse, repeat’ of the ‘No Buy‘ month attempt. Some things are going to change a bit, however, since we’ve managed to eat down the majority of the freezer stash, so that will need to be adjusted for, and now with the colder weather rolling in, we can get back to making bread, soups, and stews, as well as being able to count on using the oven without preplanning for it.
As a Canadian, fall and winter months are a lot easier to plan for, grocery wise. Of course, they come accompanied by heating costs, winter maintenance for vehicles, winter gear for all the kids, so it’s not like there’s any imaginable cost savings involved, *ever*, but at least meal planning can happen without weather issues.
Look, I have to find the positives where I can, ok? Because if I start thinking about the fall, that leads to cold, and snow, and winter, and I may just crawl under my desk and refuse to come out til next June. Which could lead to some serious issues, considering we’re considering moving. I’m not sure a new tenant would be pleased to find me huddled in a blanket fort, with a note pinned to it saying, “She’ll leave next spring. Keep her caffeinated, and you’ll all survive.”