My husband has been known to do it before too
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I was so broke one time I.........
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ouch! i just remember the days... last year i was the most broke of all, and my parents hated seeing me suffer!
I remember i was so broke i couldnt buy the feminin pads, mixing what ever i found in the pantry to make dinner.. borrowing eggs, sometimes his mother fed us.. eep!
so glad i dont live the days anymore, and i hope i dont ever have to again!
I remember i was so broke i couldnt buy the feminin pads, mixing what ever i found in the pantry to make dinner.. borrowing eggs, sometimes his mother fed us.. eep!
so glad i dont live the days anymore, and i hope i dont ever have to again!
Yikes! I really don't remember a time that I was ever that broke. When I lived with the ex, I had to pay all our bills on my checks alone (all his were spent on comics and stuff for him alone) so I figured out how to manage money early on. Since then, I've never gotten to the point that I couldn't pay for something. When I left him, I got an apt that I could afford within a week before I left, transfered my utilities to it, and was able to pay everything including the rent and still have $$ to buy food for people to eat. ( I wouldn't eat, I went into an anexoric faze I guess you could call it, and hardly ate anything.)
Now with both my honeys check and mine, I can balance our bills (and am anal about paying them) and still have $$ to play with!
Now with both my honeys check and mine, I can balance our bills (and am anal about paying them) and still have $$ to play with!
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That's the way to do it Barb..........I pay my bills as soon as I get them!!!
Oh, how I remember selling the plasma...I am so thankful to be past those days!
I was so poor once that my ex and I would go to a friend's restaurant (owned by his parents), and order garlic bread for 50 cents. We would share an order, and chat with our friend. If we had extra money, we would share a lemonade, too. How I would wished we could afford a pizza! We ate lots of mac and cheese, and braunsweiger sandwiches. For some reason, I could always find the braunsweiger on sale, and learned to really like it!
Now I feel poor, because dh is out of work, but it is nothing like being young and foolish, and having nothing to fall back on! But we have had to cut way back on extras.
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Seems like we've all had to go through the "being broke" time in our lives........those were some of my most creative times in my life!!
Just yesterday I collected all the change I could find in our house, a whopping $3.18 and bought a bag of shredded cheese so that we could make a homemade pizza with homemade sauce. I ended up only spending $1.84, so I had some left over! My husband and I have also been sharing my car, because it has more gas and gets better gas mileage. His tank is on empty.
Ah, to be broke...
What I hate- taking a fulltime internship (45 hours a week) and not getting paid, but not having the time to work more than one day at a paying job. I can't wait until we finish school.
Ah, to be broke...
What I hate- taking a fulltime internship (45 hours a week) and not getting paid, but not having the time to work more than one day at a paying job. I can't wait until we finish school.
When I graduated high school, I moved here to NC with my BF. It took me months to find a job (which amounted to minimum wage at the mall). In the meantime, I lived off his spare change he kept in a jar in the closet . The only thing I ate each day was the same--a pack of cream cheese and chive crackers and a canned soda out of vending machines at the nearby store with $1. Every once in a while I could splurge and buy a Big Mac from McDonalds when they were on sale for $.99.
I would drive back to TN to visit my mom almost weekly and she would give me money for gas and stuff.
Despite it all, I am very thankful for it and for not having a lot growing up! I now appreciate and work VERY hard for everything I have.
I would drive back to TN to visit my mom almost weekly and she would give me money for gas and stuff.
Despite it all, I am very thankful for it and for not having a lot growing up! I now appreciate and work VERY hard for everything I have.
I've been so poor I've...
-lived for an entire month with literally no cash. I had a transit pass, the rent paid, a well stocked pantry (I've always bought huge bags of rice and I stock up on stuff like canned beans, pasta, and ramen when they go on sale), and a supply of cat food. It was spartan, but bearable.
-obtained bus fare by taking old Burger King gift certificates, buying fries and a soda, and using the change to get on the bus
-had my bank account closed because I didn't have any money to put in it
-lived for 21 months (and counting) with a tooth that desperately needs a crown, because I don't have dental insurance
-had to choose between buying cat food and buying groceries for myself (the cats won)
-been evicted
-been saved from certain homelessness (and God-knows-what for my cats) by the best friend a person could ever, ever hope to have.
So in all, I can say that I've been poor enough to find out that I truly am loved beyond measure, and loved not because of what I can do but just for who I am. I've been poor enough that I can never take even the simplest thing for granted again. I've been poor enough to find out for sure that I am the luckiest person in the world.
-lived for an entire month with literally no cash. I had a transit pass, the rent paid, a well stocked pantry (I've always bought huge bags of rice and I stock up on stuff like canned beans, pasta, and ramen when they go on sale), and a supply of cat food. It was spartan, but bearable.
-obtained bus fare by taking old Burger King gift certificates, buying fries and a soda, and using the change to get on the bus
-had my bank account closed because I didn't have any money to put in it
-lived for 21 months (and counting) with a tooth that desperately needs a crown, because I don't have dental insurance
-had to choose between buying cat food and buying groceries for myself (the cats won)
-been evicted
-been saved from certain homelessness (and God-knows-what for my cats) by the best friend a person could ever, ever hope to have.
So in all, I can say that I've been poor enough to find out that I truly am loved beyond measure, and loved not because of what I can do but just for who I am. I've been poor enough that I can never take even the simplest thing for granted again. I've been poor enough to find out for sure that I am the luckiest person in the world.
that i slept in my car for 2 months and took showers at the school gym,
The first part is what I tell myself whenever I start to feel down, I know that I am extremely lucky in all that I have, so when my personal pity party starts to creep in, that snaps me back real fast. The second part is also so very true, I would be in such better shape financially if I didn't keep taking in these special kitties, but they make life worth it, they are my heart
I live in Belfast in a flat that had a murphy bed that if you folded it down you couldn't get out the door or open the dresser. I washed my cloths in the sink and ate rice for a week because I had no money.
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I used to eat alot of rice myself.......
I have been very lucky that as an adult I have never been broke, but when I was a kid my family was so broke we couldn't even afford the dirt to make us dirt-poor.
When I was little, my dad lost his job and didn't work for over a year, which put my parents so far in a hole that even after my dad found work again we were still on food stamps for a bit. We used to eat rice with chicken necks for dinner--and LOTS of Spam and canned corned beef. For the first few years of my life, I only ever drank powdered milk. My mom made all of my clothes and most of my brother's clothes. She even made my Dad's work shirts. And sometimes they would "forget" to sign the check when they paid the gas or electric, so the company would send it back and they'd get a little more time to pay.
The thing was, my parents were so good at not letting us kids know there was a problem, I never knew we were poor until I was in my teens and we were on our feet again, and my parents started telling me the stories--when I was little, I just thought I was normal and the other kids were super rich!
The thing was, my parents were so good at not letting us kids know there was a problem, I never knew we were poor until I was in my teens and we were on our feet again, and my parents started telling me the stories--when I was little, I just thought I was normal and the other kids were super rich!
That reminds me of a story!Originally Posted by mamacat
The thing was, my parents were so good at not letting us kids know there was a problem, I never knew we were poor until I was in my teens and we were on our feet again, and my parents started telling me the stories--when I was little, I just thought I was normal and the other kids were super rich!
When I was little, I thought toys were like the most expensive commodities - possibly on the planet. Like, that they backed gold (not the I could have put it in those terms, but that they had that sort of value). This was largely to do with my mother, who led us on a bit on the matter.
I was shocked, SHOCKED at the age of 20 to discover what a Barbie cost - to such an extent that I thought it was like a knock off or something. I'm not sure what I thought a Barbie cost, but it would have been in the region of two or three hundred US dollars...
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I can remember at Christmas, because we didn't have alot of money, Mom would put things in layaway like in August. Then the 5 of us each got like 2 presents, and beleive me, they weren't expensive, but we didn't know any better. We were thrilled. Those were the days!
THAT reminds ME of a story!
Yup, that sounds like my childhood.Originally Posted by mamacat
THAT reminds ME of a story!Once when I was around 7 years old I went to a slumber party and the girl had brand new wall-to-wall carpeting in her bedroom. We had no carpeting in our apartment, only a grungy area rug in the living room, and either cracked tile or wood in the rest of the apartment (and when I say wood, I don't mean those nice glossy hardwood floors either, I mean old, greyish, stained boards). Anyway, when I came home from this party, I told my parents that my friend's parents were millionaires, because of course, the way I saw it, only millionaires could afford something so luxurious as carpeting.I swear, I didn't stop talking about it for WEEKS.Looking back, I realize they were probably just a normal middle class family.
I am currently so poor that I have no money in my bank account and my credit cards are almost maxed out. I lost my excellent paying internship right after my boyfriend lost his job so we are both jobless and broke. I am cancelling cable today and his cell phone tomorrow. It sucks. We have also just became vegetarians for a month to see how it goes and how much healthier we feel and all that. So lots of soup, pasta, rice and Ramen and Mac and Cheese for us!
I'm so sorry. I hope it straightens out soon for you.
