Funny how things happen.
Just last week I was imagining that I missed the old days when always, my job was to make something from nothing. To cook yummy meals from cupboards which appeared bare. To use coupons (I was queen of those), to sew our clothes and to decorate large on a tiny budget. To basically become the Frugal Wonder I once was.
There's a challenge to all that and a certain pride in it, too. Not that pride is good, but there are times when we're allowed to look upon what we've done and call it Good. I believe that's ok, especially if we've done it all at God's leading. You know, used His ideas way more than our own.
Well, be careful what you imagine you'd like to do, huh? Looks like I've been swooped back to those frugal days. Big Time. And what's left is to enjoy the challenge, rather than dread it.
Last week at an estate sale I bought a book called, Mrs. Lorimer's Family by Molly Clavering. I'm loving it. It's rather like Jane Austin meets Mrs. Appleyard (if that makes sense to you). It's about a couple (the wife, especially) who live in Scotland and have four grown children and they plan a family reunion with them. Each of the children are having problems of some kind with their own marriages/relationships and the mother wonders just how much she should interfere and try to help. I believe the book is set in the mid 1940's (and was written then, too).
Anyway, they're practically giving them away for free online (a penny and up at amazon.com). Just thought I'd mention it.
Addendum: Since writing this post, it occurred to me that perhaps last week I wasn't really wishing for the days of old when I was Mrs. Frugal. Maybe it was more like God was whispering to me, reminding me of the fun I had back during all those (pretty much) twenty seven years of frugality because He knew what was ahead. Hmmmm..... Something to consider.