We were on a quest for snow.
You know the icy white stuff that falls from the sky.
I could barely wait to see it and had the kids all psyched up.
I had all of the bags packed, reservations made, and the tank gassed up.
Problem was I had forgotten the most important thing.
You see in my mind I could picture the snow.
It was all over the hillsides and the grass but not actually on the ground.
Where we would be touching it and walking in it.
You see I had forgotten the snow wear.
You got it. The snow pants, gloves, hats, boots.
All of it.
I had spent the last summer a yard sailing fool stockpiling all of our winter wear for just this moment.
And I forgot it.
Left it in sunny Virginia where the temperature was a balmy 70 degrees and not a snowflake was in sight.
So what did we do? We improvised. Yup.
We didn’t run out and spend lots of money on new snow gear that we may never use again.
This is one of the keys to saving money here folks.
The kids still had a ball.
They played in the snow more in spurts than in long periods of time.
( we did end up finding two random pairs of boots in the van a few hats and two pairs of gloves)
They would have done this anyway.
and we saved a ton of money.
Really isn’t that what life is about anyway? Our ancestors survived and made do with what they had.
We seem to have lost that spirit.
Well its time for a revival.