Miss Bankrupt is a Year Old

It has officially been a year since Miss Bankrupt began blogging about being broke and bankrupt. The very first post was somewhat of an ode to Burger King Croissanwiches, which began my journey to stop wasting money on frivolous things…like Burger King Croissanwiches. I can honestly say I have still not indulged in another and frankly the thought of one kind of turns my stomach.

However I have purchased a dollar hashbrown from McDonald’s occasionally, which is still a complete waste of money. Even though they are only a buck, it’s still a buck spent on a small chunk of oozing grease. I don’t know. Maybe I’m just addicted to grease.

In that first month, I also covered What Not to Buy at the Dollar Store, which I still believe is sound advice, and How to Make Homemade Dryer Sheets, which I still have not actually done and don’t think I ever will. The biggest thing I’ve noticed throughout the blog is that frugality can be really, really odd sometimes.

I browse other pf blogs quite often and find myself occasionally thinking “wow, this person is straight up bananas. I don’t care how much money that saves, I’d never…” I thought this most recently when I read how a family decided to grow their own chickens and butcher them**

Believe me when I say I will never, ever butcher my own meat. I will buy packages of hotdogs for the rest of my life if I have to.

But, in all fairness is it really that bananas? I’ve heard that it’s better tasting meat, healthier (as in organic) and obviously in the long run has to be way cheaper than buying those packages of chicken at Walmart.

And here I was writing about using coffee filters for dryer sheets. If it’s weird, we’re all weird and I accept that. I’m doing way better now than I was a year ago financially and it’s all thanks to frugality, sacrifice, and what may be perceived as a whole lot of weirdness.

To anyone who has been reading this past year, thank you. I adore you for not calling me out on my insanity. Anyway, Happy Birthday, Miss Bankrupt. I may look cheap and crazy, but things are getting better…

**Note: I’m fully aware that the proper terminology is probably not “grow your own chickens”. I just couldn’t think of an alternative phrase that had the same effect.