Currently I am a singe, stay at home mom. That means that I am not bringing in wages clearly. Well, maybe not clearly because many stay at home moms work from home, but I don’t, just so you know 🙂
My ex had a very good job when we were together, and I am fantastic with saving money you guys, I don’t mean to brag, but I am just totally awesome at it (and thank goodness because now I really need to hone those skills) Well my point is that I didn’t need to be creative with food, or clothes, or well anything because since I saved money so well we could always buy anything we needed. Once again not bragging, we weren’t rich, and we didn’t have expensive taste. We only bought what we needed, but we never had to worry about not being able to get the necessities.
Well, now I have to be creative, I have no choice. I don’t mind it, but I have to admit, as amazing as I am with money, I am not a creative crafty person by nature. I am really having to learn and research and stumble upon ideas to save us money now and still have what we need.
So, I decided I want to share some of the ideas I have come up with. None are new I admit, someone has come up with these things before, but maybe they are things you all haven’t thought about and it would help you save money and stretch things out too. :)Also, I was kinda hoping you all would share any ideas you have to help out to. But like I said, I am not super crafty, so any ideas need to be easy. Like “crafty ideas for dummies” because I am definitely a beginner 🙂
okay so here goes:
1. My kids never finish bananas any more They used to so I kept buying them. Then I noticed I was throwing over ripe/ rotten bananas away every time. Finally it hit me, BANANA BREAD. Banana bread calls for super ripe bananas anyway, and its pretty easy to make. So now if I dumbly buy too many bananas again I have something to still use them for and stretch out the food 🙂
2. super lots of uses for crescents, okay a dear friend of mine came over and cooked dinner for the kids and I a couple weeks ago. [He’s so sweet, just gotta say :)] Anyway, he had accidentally bought crescents, so he left them here for me to use later. Well, I had no idea what to do with them, because I was fairly sure the kids wouldn’t eat them as is. Finally, a memory from my past slapped me in the face, and was like “hey kids love pigs in a blanket!” so I made that, and the kids LOVED them. Score 1 for mom 🙂 While recovering from my sore slapped face I also remembered that you could use the crescents to make mini pepperoni rolls, as well as cinnamon rolls. So yay, no wasted crescents, and some quick easy tasty treats to make them a little bit tastier to young kids. Oh, one more, you can spread some jam, or jelly, or fruit puree and roll the crescent for a little like rolled tart I suppose.
[I’m not putting recipes because like I said, I’m not crafty, these are very elementary ideas I realize, so I am sure if this is just a reminder to you of things you can do you will have a recipe in mind 🙂 if not comment below and I will tell you how I made them ;)]
3. Finally, I hate to admit that I only had one wash cloth. I had other towels, and kitchen towels, but no little wash cloths. Weird huh? Well I didn’t really care until the stress of this new life sort of got to me and I started to break out like crazy. Well, I didn’t have money to buy wash cloths, I mean they are just little squares of cloth but they are darn expensive. So anyway, another duh moment. I realized, why not just cut one of my slightly older falling apart towels into those same little squares of the same cloth that would cost me a ridiculous amount of cash. And voila plenty of wash cloths now 😉
So, there are a few of my ideas, nothing big, but it helps me 🙂 As I come up with more I will share. I hope these at least jogged your memory as I am sure you all are way ahead on this creative, crafty ideas of saving money. Speaking of you guys being creative and crafty; share some love for this newly single mom who is inept at this stuff haha. Send me some ideas please please please 🙂 Just if its too advanced some instructions may be needed 😉
love and prayers
I’m not a therapist, and my study of psychology is quite limited, so everything you read here is either my opinion on the matter coming from my experience, or something a counselor has said to me. Either way I do believe all situations are different, and how people take their cirucumstances are different as well.
That being said, I am a survivor of domestic abuse and/or battery. I learned that the abuse part of the statement does not encompass physical neccesarily and so battery is added. When I say I’m a survivor, I was never beaten to a pulp like some unfortunate souls, and I never came close to an actual bodily death; however, I survived in the sense that I finally got out of the situation. I was scared, and emotionally and spiritually nearly dead. The self who went into the marriage no longer existed, and had to be sought out again.
Abuse sometimes begins with one person controling another person. It can be small at first, and easily over looked. Wanting to know whereabouts constantly, not trusting, keeping tabs by phone, reading private messages. Eventually the controlling person may ask for the victim to stop talking to friends and family, and may keep the victim away from these people.
Once little things such as these have been set in place, and is now “normal” to both people harsher types of abuse may begin. Verbal abuse, emotional and more mental abuse. In my case what camne next was slowly, without my noticing, being convinced I could not live with out him. Literally, I was convinced if I left him, or he left me, there would be no way for me to survive. Much less raise two young children. I couldn’t drive, I didn’t have a job, I didn’t have a home, I wasn’t much of a cook. How would I get myself and the children to the many places we needed to go with out driving. This part was particularly hard for me to get past, being a non driver, and legally blind, I had been convinced this would actually be impossible for me.
After these mindsets were in place, physical abuse was allowed to happen because I was too afraid to leave. He would take the kids, I thought, because I couldn’t care for them on my own. The kids need their daddy, I told myself. So I stayed…
I had always told myself before I got married, that I would NEVER be one of THOSE women who stay in an abusive relationship. Boy oh boy, the saying “never say never” is all too true, because God made sure I understood what those women went through. Not because he wanted me to hurt, but to gain compassion for them, because in that place and time I was no longer thinking for myself. I wasn’t having rational thoughts. I was truly convinced I would probably die and lose my children if I left him. I know it sounds crazy, but that’s because it is. I had been mentally abused and altered to fit what he wanted, someone that would never leave him no matter what.
The thing that finally ended it all, was a slap in the face. This wasn’t abnormal in his physical abuse, nor was it the worst thing that had ever happened. What made this time different was that my son saw it happen. My ex and I were already having problems, and were on the verge of separating, I was just far too scared. I kept going back because of my mental state, but this day God gave me the strength I needed all those years. An extreme calm came over me. I told him in a soft calm voice I was going to call the police, and then I would be leaving with the children.
After all was said and done, I did get out of the situation. I went to counselors, and I still go in fact. I am also still working on my way back to myself.
I want to say here, that if you or anyone you know is suffering any type of abuse, please don’t hesitate, you can contact me, or there are help lines, many many people and places willing to help.
I also want to say, I know that my case was “mild” in comparison to many others’ experiences, and I am not saying that it is easy to get out at all, in fact I am acknowledging that it is tremendously hard. But never give up on your self, and God and others around you can help if you need.
So that was my experience with this terrible thing that happens in real life. Anyone can be the abuser, not just men. Its hard to get out of, and scary. In cases like mine it goes unnoticed or ignored, or written away and excused because it seems so “mild” it can’t be “real” abuse. I had convinced myself it wasn’t because I had never had to go to the hospital. Silly looking back, but that was how I made it “ok” to stay.
I’m not writing this for anyone to feel sorry for me, the opposite in fact. I am a survivor, I am still weak and scared sometime, but I keep going and I persevere. I also wanted others to see that there are “varying degrees” of abuse, and maybe sometimes it goes unnoticed. I wanted to tell my story because, maybe possibly it will help someone else someday. And if not, I got it off my chest. But abuse is something no one has to take, from anyone, ever, and there are things that we can do about it. Thank you for reading.
Love and prayers,