Reply #52: I'm already there.

[Marrah_G]

I don't see anything changing for quite a while unless Prince Charming comes riding in on a white horse whisking me away to his castle. So until then, like alot of the working class-lower class, I just stretch every dime and tell myself it's not as bad as my Nana had it, raising 6 kids alone in the Depression.

I've come to realize we are a spoiled country. When I say spoiled I mean that we complain about things being hard when they could be alot worse. Poor here isn't like being poor in a 3rd world country. Toddlers arent walking naked in the streets, literally dying of starvation. When it comes down to it we humans can adapt to whatever comes along. We find a way to make it when things get hard. When it seems to hard I think of my Nana and how she would still manage to keep a pot of soup, made from whatever scraps were around, on the stove. She would send my mother out everyday to bring some to one nieghbor or the other that she felt was worse off then they were.

If I can say one thing to many of you. Those who shop without looking at prices, those who have relative affluence, take the extra time and effort and save some of that money, because you never know when you might be that person deciding on electricity or food.