Don’t forget, I’m giving away a set of these:
I lost my grocery reciept. So I’m just going to have to tell you that I spent about $78.00 and saved about $35.00, which is about 45%. Not too shabby. Here are some highlights:
1. I bought three 5 lb. packs of chicken legs quarters for about $10. So…less than a dollar a pound. It’s super rare for me to get meat for less than $1.50 a pound, so I was happy. Each package was $3.95. The normal price was $8.95.
2. I stocked up on some treaty things…brownie mix for 89 cents. My big kids are big enough to whip these up themselves, and it’s a lot cheaper than buying cookies and other snacks.
3. We’ve been doing pretty good on just buying the loss leaders and other things that are priced well. We only have one grocery store, so there’s no competition and no going around to lots of stores.
Check out more round up here.
Okay. No onward. I’ve got a bee in my bonnet to move. Not just to a new house, to a new place. I love my mountains. I do. But I miss the ocean. And I keep finding myself longing to get out of the desert and to some place green. Really green.
There are other reasons to move on. For one thing, we live in a very conservative, very non-diverse area. One thing that stopped me from staying in rural Nevada when Adrienne and Nick were small was the deep desire to make sure that they grew up being exposed to diverse people, diverse ideas. Our little town is very insular. There is so little diversity, that there has been times when Adrienne stood out like a sore thumb because she was the only brunette in her whole class. I don’t necessarily think it’s bad for my kids to have the experience of not being in the majority. And Adrienne and Nick already are mostly grown and did that growing in diversity. But Ruby is five. I’m not comfortable with her thinking that this place, where nearly everyone is just like her, is all there is.
I also think we need to move to a place where people are more accepting of differences. Nicholas, as ya’ll know, has Asperger’s Syndrome. There are some really wonderful things about living here with him. For one thing, he can run around, ride his bike, talk to strangers, and I can be reasonably sure he’s not about to be abducted by a serial killer or run over by a car. You wouldn’t think you’d still have to worry about that with a 16-year-old. You’d be wrong. Nick trusts everyone, and he never remembers to look both ways. Our whole town has a 25 mph speed limit. Good thing, I’m telling you. But–there is no one here like Nick. There are no support groups, or peers, or … there is no one who really gets him. I want that for him.
So here’s where I have my heart set on:
Seattle. I feel drawn there. I have no real reason. I’ve never been there. I love the idea of mountains and the ocean. I love the progressive reputation. I love that Aspie techies like my kid are drawn there. There are lots of casinos there, so Kevin should be able to find work. There are also lots of social programs, so I should be able to find work too. It helps that Adrienne has her heart set on the Pacific Northwest for school, and would love it if we all moved there so she can meet people her senior year and then are close when she’s at college.
Here’s my plan. For the next six months, I’m going to try to save and scrimp and earn as much money as I can so that if we decide to move this summer, we can. My goal is $10,000. I’ll talk more later about the ideas I have on this. I’m so excited! I love change. (Poor Kevin is getting hives though.)