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My New Year’s resolution is to economize more and less

By Edward Forbes

The Bulletin

I look forward to the New Year.

I’m not a child of The Depression, although my family didn’t have a lot. I am in a bit of a quandary trying to figure out some of my moves to economize. I vow to make my resolutions for the New Year to end this trend.

Am I the only septuagenarian out there that feels compelled to use a tube of toothpaste to the point of needing a rolling pin to get the last good squeeze out? I set the bottle of ketchup upside down so all of it will drain down to the spout, good to the last drop. I use a bar of soap until it literally disappears as I lather up. I will eat leftovers for 5 or more days until they are gone. This is no mean feat as I am cooking for five and eating for one.

The dish water in the sink is used until it is discolored and has floating objects in it. (It’s O.K. - I put them in the dishwasher after I clean them in the sink). I am putting a brand of jelly on my breakfast toast that I don’t like but refuse to discard. (I bought it for travel in my RV because it was in a plastic squeeze bottle). I use my stick deodorant until the plastic edges are dominant. I use the minimal amount of detergent in the washing machine and then run soak and double rinse cycles. (Have you priced water lately?)

I try to keep my wine purchases at $15 or less per bottle, although if it doesn’t love my palate, it won’t get a second appearance. I need some new shoes but balk at spending $100 for something that won’t fit properly when I get them home.

These oddities being mentioned don’t explain the other side of the proverbial coin.

I have been dieting and have begun wearing a smaller size of clothing. I was gathering some of the larger sizes to take to a center and suddenly found that I have over 30 pull-over shirts and 20 pairs of shorts. (Yes, I'm one of those older guys who wear shorts daily.)

Who needs that many - especially if you are using a rubber spatula to clean out the last remnants of peanut butter from the jar?

I wonder if all these things just mean I am becoming my grandfather. Am I going to turn into a curmudgeon? I certainly hope not as I find a smile when meeting, passing or conversing with a person is the only way to go. The smile sets the mood and usually will elicit one in response.

Maybe I am becoming just a little eccentric. Nonetheless, my New Year’s resolution will be to cease and desist this type of parsimonious behavior.

(Email Forbes at or send comments to The Bulletin, PO Box 2426, Angleton TX. 77516.)


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