Frugal Hedonism
I love my crazy life. Love that I no longer sit in a cube farm wasting hours on silly tasks. Love that our selective…
I love my crazy life. Love that I no longer sit in a cube farm wasting hours on silly tasks. Love that our selective…
After a year of living like monks, we were ready for our month-long, free-for-all, Brewster’s Millions spending spree. Or were we? As soon as…
I had no idea when I entered the feed store that I’d be transported into an episode of “Wayne’s World.” Imagine Wayne, 25 years…
After Mom died, I was appreciative but a little overwhelmed by the job and board offerings from colleagues who knew I’d have more free…
I swear we didn’t want to do it. Cutting down a hardwood tree was the last thing we wanted, but the water oak in…
Our first year of truly living minimally is coming to a close, and we’ve almost crossed the finish line. I made the penultimate mortgage…
My back is sore. My knees ache. My fingers are raw. The pain is worth it, though, as we warm ourselves by the fireplace…
A light bulb. That’s all the stupid thing needs. And yet, we’re going to have to throw it away because the fine folks at Target…
We’ve done it again. Holding the glass up to the light, the rosy-amber liquid swirled and shimmered. Taking a big sniff, the bouquet was bold…