Yeah, it isn’t easy.
When the mail ran today included in with the post card from that trucking company wishing to hire my deceased husband (yes, I’ve sent messages telling them), a card from someone wanting to buy my house (not for sale), a newsletter from someone wanting money (sorry) was the statement from social security showing how much I had drawn. Its depressing.
I do know that social security isn’t supposed to be a retiree’s main source of retirement income, but currently for me, it is. As it is for many others. The sad thing, my mother’s checks are half the amount mine is. Yes, she didn’t earn as much as I did back when she worked. The price of things today don’t care. Gas, groceries, essential items, medicines, all have gone sky high in cost. How does one make that small amount of money stretch?
One learns how to make do with little. One learns how to make better choices in purchases. One learns how to make meals last. Whether through leftovers or turning leftovers into a new meal. Freezing leftovers for another time. Growing one’s own vegetables and canning or freezing. One can trade out what they have an excess of with others who have more of different produce.
Become really good at something such a sewing, crochet, knitting. Where you can create products that others want or need.
Get a part time side job if possible.
There are many though who are not able to do this due to age, illness, or other reasons. So they learn and do what they can to survive.
After I got past the disappointment of my statement, I managed to get my son to go cut his grandparent’s firewood in half. He had already hauled off the trash and was really hoping for a longer rest period, but I hoped to prevent his getting too deep in what ever was catching his attention online.
We go down and manage to get it all cut so they can handle it better. I carry in enough for the afternoon then came home. Once here, I talked my son into cutting up some wood for us. I helped hold the long, oversized limbs in place as he cut the wood to size. He stopped when the chain came off and I didn’t pester him to replace and continue because I had enough to last a little while. He went inside and I moved everything we cut onto my front porch. A lot of it is small, but its wood and it will burn. That will help keep the house warm enough. Especially if they are right and we may have yet another round of snow this coming weekend.
I am so grateful for my son. He is a blessing ready to help when he is needed in any way he is needed. Even when it annoys him a bit, he still steps up, steps in and does what is requested. And in that, there is no disappointment or depression.