Looking at the long view through these single mother eyes.
Hello, there, single mom. How you doing? Staring at your empty pocket where the holidays burned a big hole?
5 CommentsYou don’t need a man to fix it… but an extra pair of hands would be nice.
I’ve got a coat rack to mount on the wall. A big, solid, heavy piece of Ikea furniture that weighs about as much as the King of Everything. Honestly, I fully expect it to fall off the wall, masonry anchors notwithstanding. Hang a coat on it? Hah. But it’s free, and it’s better than throwing our coats on the floor. And we need some place to hang our Christmas stockings. I’ve borrowed an electric drill. Pretty spiffy, huh.I did try to get it up on my own but I just don’t have enough hands. I’ll have to wait til a …read more
Day six of underemployment. Thrifty ideas for single mothers
I’m not going to panic. I’m not going to get obsessed by the fact that I haven’t got an assignment for this week, and the magic 8 ball is saying ‘outlook not so good’. If you’re like me, you’re looking for ways to make your budget stretch this holiday season. Let me count the ways…
Making ends meet: are you making enough money, single mom?
I’m unemployed again. I’m sure something new will turn up — I just don’t know when. I’m faced with a staggering bill for shipping my belongings back to the US from Dubai. Believe me, I wanted to just leave it all there, but much of what was there was irreplaceable. It’s still less expensive to ship it back than it would be to try to replace it all. Still. I’m facing a frightning budget crunch for the holidays. As in, thank goodness the KoE is only three and won’t notice that the tree is looking a bit bare this year. …read more
How much does it cost to raise a child?
Basically, that’s the question my ex wanted me to answer when he called this morning. Only, he didn’t ask, “How much do you need?”
He asked, “How much do you make?”
How to save time at dinnertime.
I haven’t cooked a meal from scratch since we got here. Me, who used to cook for a living, used to own a catering company, used to spend sixteen hours on her feet chopping and stirring and concocting…
oh, well, there was that one day at my friend Kat’s where i made meatloaf and butternut squash soup and something else in a frenzy of ‘get it done!’ But since then? Nada.
We’ve been eating — organic ready-mades. It’s high time I whipped out my apron and got barefoot in the kitchen again. And with Aviva Goldfarb and her Six O’Clock Scramble, I …read more