I've never thought of myself as poor. According to national guidelines, we live at about the poverty level for family size. I've made sure my girls are exposed to so many things. The trio are in girl scouts, Megan is in choir, we sightsee in this city. We have sleepovers, visit friends, and generally have a good time. During a discussion with a friend, it was pointed out that yes, I really am poor. Ouch. So I sat down and thought of some ways that might suggest how a poor person lives.
You might be poor if...
You use bargain napkins for toilet paper because you ran out and it's 3 days until payday
Your bed is held together with duct tape and pvc pipe
You are missing a tooth
beans and rice, rice and beans
Ramen noodles are the main course for dinner
You shop at Whole Foods with your food stamp card
You know where to get grocery help if you run out of food
You've used shoelaces to hold up your pants
You've regifted something because you don't have the money to buy a birthday present
Your last week of meals for the month are a mish mash of whatever is left in the cabinet
You've used bar soap to wash your hair when you run out of shampoo and vice versa
You've put $7 in your gas tank so you can drive to work for two days
Trash can lids make great sleds
Socks work as gloves
You've made pull-ups with duct tape, towels, and plastic bags
You were $6.02 short for rent so your neighbor got you a money order FOR $6.02
I would love to see if you have anything you have done while being poor. Any and all suggestions are welcome!
My Life in a Nut Shell
3 surgeries for Endometriosis, countless medications, and lots of difficult years trying to conceive. We put the medical stuff on hold and decided to work on being parents instead. In July of 2000 we were blessed beyond all measure with a phone call announcing the birth of our daughter, Megan. Megan's birth mother had given birth the day before and was leaving the hospital. We had no warning that Megan was coming. At 4:29 in the afternoon we were a couple, at 4:30 we were parents. Deciding that we wanted a sibling for Megan, we looked into all our options. This time insurance covered IVF. One round and we were blessed with triplets, Abigail, Brigid, and Caroline. Did you know that there is a 70% chance of divorce in families of Higher Order Multiples? Almost two years after the triplets were born my ex-husband and I separated and eventually divorced. During that time both my Mother and Father passed away from cancer. In February of 2007 my sister came to live with us to help out. In December of 2008 she had to leave so now it is me on my own with the girls. In February 2010, Lisa passed away and finally found her own Peace.