How to save money on Back-to-School shopping by opting out


Every year around this time, my email inbox, TV and newspaper will be flooded with Back-to-School ads promising “$X OFF” a purchase or “SALE SALE SALE”. I will read blog posts about the high cost of buying all the school supplies kids need for school. I’ve already seen one whose school-supply list includes FIVE dozen packs of pencils for the school year, and another whose teacher requests brand names only.

In a few months, I’ll overhear someone talking about early peer pressure setting in among six year olds who want to look “cool” by wearing certain (expensive) brands. I’ve been told, more than once, that third grade (Belly’s grade) is particularly tough on girls who are expected to dress a “certain way”.

If anyone were to ask me how I survive this time of year without bucking to societal pressures or cringing at the high cost of Crayola crayons and Gap jeans (are they even cool anymore?), I have a simple answer:

I don’t send ’em to school.

OK. . .simple? Maybe not entirely. And, those who know me are aware of my slight problem with overspending on shiny new books.

But, homeschooling can be done with just this world-wide-web thingy, the library and a trip to the dollar store. And, or course, a big bottle of wine stashed in the fridge for really tough days.

When pencils get short in our school, we sharpen them and keep going. Our crayons include those no-brand waxy ones you get at restaurants. If we run out of glue in the middle of a project, the kids learn to make do. . .or use tape.

And, I certainly don’t need to run out now and restock our supplies as if from scratch or buy new wardrobes for the kids.

So, say what you will about homeschooling. We may be weird, but we aren’t out buying five dozen pencils.

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Yes, this was a sponsored post. It was written as part of a blog blast for Parent Bloggers Network who is working with Capital One (@teachingmoney on twitter) to help them facilitate conversations about teaching your kids about money.

For our participation, one random blogger will win a Kindle and a $150 VISA gift card and two others will receive a $150 VISA gift card. If it’s me, I’m not spending it on school supplies.

The Abyss

I often struggle with how much I want to share on this blog, knowing that family, neighbors and friends read it occasionally. So, like I’ve done most of my life, I swallow whatever I’m feeling and it comes out later in another way. . .either by continuing to grind my teeth into nibs while I sleep, by yelling at the kids for nothing, staring at the computer screen for hours with no purpose, or bursting into tears over the slightest thing.

I remember when I was 16 and my mom turned 40. She went through a period where she seemed to hate me. I mean HATE me. She barely spoke to me and seemed genuinely pissed off at the world.

I blamed menopause at the time, not realizing that she was far from menopause.

I’m a little bit older than she was at the time. And, I don’t hate my kids, or my life, or myself.

But, man, am I in a funk. I want to go to bed, put the covers over my head and not reappear for a week. I want to get a full-time nanny who will play games with the kids. I want to go and meditate on a mountain until I feel like myself again.

I’m not excited about the end of summer. I’m not looking forward to homeschooling or the September schedule. I’m not exercising because, what’s the point when I’ll have little-to-no time to keep it up in September? I don’t feel like going out or calling friends.

The kicker? I took the kids for ice cream yesterday and it didn’t look appealing, so I didn’t order myself anything.

As the Wonderpets would say, “this is seewious”. I hope I can claw my way back out of this soon because I’m beginning to dislike being around myself. And, I can’t blame anyone else if they feel the same.

Grading My Kid


Last week, I finally finished Belly’s Progress Report for Second Grade.

The bottom line? She passed!

Seems kind of silly to announce that. Do homeschooling parents ever “fail” their kids?

I understand the school district’s need to have some idea of what we’re doing, but giving her grades is an odd way to do it.

One of the benefits of doing this “school at home” thingy is that I can spend one day or several months on a concept until she “gets” it. If it takes her six months to understand subtraction, that doesn’t mean she “failed” math, it means it just took her six months to understand it.

So, yeah, she passed second grade, more or less. And, come September, I’ll have a Third Grader, a First Grader and a Preschooler doing Kindergarten.

Thank goodness the kids won’t be grading me.