Sky Glitter and Cannon Fire: Firework Memories from Home and Abroad

Dear reader, today is the day that my home country celebrates its independence! Our festivities may vary from cookouts to parades to poolside parties to relaxing in the woods, but almost everyone celebrates with fireworks. It’s practically a patriotic requirement. So it seems appropriate to reminisce about some of my favorite firework experiences, both from this time of year and from unexpected corners of the world.

Let’s begin where traditions run deep: the annual Fourth of July celebration at Lititz Springs Park. Nestled in one of America’s oldest and most charming small towns, this celebration is one of the longest-running Independence Day events in the country. The entire town rolls out the proverbial red, white, and blue carpet. There’s a lively parade, complete with waving kids, twirling batons, and the obligatory fire engine sirens. In the park, music drifts through the air, mingling with the scent of funnel cakes, roasted corn, and sunscreen. The spring-fed stream is transformed into a glowing ribbon of light, lined with thousands of floating candles. Wooden swans from the 1950s, elegant, slightly weathered, and endlessly photogenic, glide across the water like time travelers from a more genteel age. And of course, there’s the Queen of Candles pageant, which, in a uniquely Lititz twist, has historically filled the role of prom queen, hence the local high school doesn’t crown one separately. As dusk settles in and fireflies join the fun, the evening culminates in a firework display that lights up the night sky, echoes through the nearby hills and can be seen throughout the surrounding area.

But that’s not the only show in town. Just a few miles away, another local tradition offers a decidedly more dramatic flair, complete with orchestras and cannon fire. Yes, dear reader, you read that correctly: cannon fire. In a neighboring park, an open-air concert features a full symphony performing patriotic and classical pieces. Families sprawl out on blankets, picnics are enjoyed, and toddlers chase bubbles while the sun slowly dips below the treetops. As the orchestra swells into the iconic strains of the 1812 Overture, a real, honest-to-goodness cannon is wheeled out. At the appointed moment, BOOM! The shockwave hits your chest, toddlers jump, and somewhere a dog begins howling in protest. Then of course the second one rings out in time with the music just as Pyotr Ilyich Tchaikovsky intended! And then, fireworks! Bright, bursting blooms cascading overhead in a breathtaking finale that leaves your ears ringing and your soul strangely soothed.

Not all firework memories come with stars and stripes. In the summer of 2009, I found myself studying abroad in Marburg, Germany. As July 4th approached, I was surprised by a small, sentimental wave of homesickness. Normally, I wasn’t one for the massive crowds that accompany large celebrations (after all, humanity is best enjoyed in moderation), but the quiet sense of cultural ritual was something I missed. I was preparing myself for a solo evening of wistful nostalgia, perhaps consoled with chocolate. Instead, I learned that Marburg hosts its own festival around the same time of year. I joined the locals for ice cream by the Lahn River, enjoyed a leisurely boat ride beneath the canopy of summer trees, and danced (awkwardly) to rock music echoing through the cobbled streets. As night fell, fireworks erupted in a brilliant display over the 13th-century Landgrave Castle. Watching colors explode above a medieval fortress while nestled in the Oberstadt (Marburg’s charming old town) felt like stepping into a fairytale. It was a reminder that celebration and beauty know no borders.

And then there are the fireworks that set the global standard: Disney. If America had a national fireworks team, Disney would be it. Their shows are not just displays; they are full-blown productions of light, music, narration, lasers, and occasional pyrotechnic sorcery the likes that only Disney’s mouse are capable of! I’ve had the pleasure of witnessing them both at Epcot and Magic Kingdom. At Epcot, it wasn’t just nostalgia that hit me, but personal pride, my high school marching band once choreographed an entire halftime show to the music of “Reflections of Earth.” Seeing it performed live, as fireworks danced to familiar melodies, was a surreal and deeply satisfying moment, especially since that was the show that landed us 7th at our Championships. At Magic Kingdom, the fireworks soar above Cinderella’s Castle like Tinkerbell’s own personal art project. The crowd gasps, the music swells, and even the most stoic adults find themselves grinning like five-year-olds in awe of the magic.

Fireworks are more than just explosions in the sky. They are shared moments of awe, connection, and celebration, tiny temporary galaxies that remind us, if only for a moment, to look up and be amazed.

So, dear reader, how might you best enjoy your own firework festivities?

I needn’t tell you were to find fireworks as displays abound, especially at this time of year. However, whether you’re lighting your own sparklers in the backyard or attending a grand symphonic spectacular complete with live cannon fire (as one should), a little preparation turns a chaotic scramble into a delightful experience. Here are some practical tips to help you enjoy the show like the seasoned firework connoisseur I know you are (or could be):

1. Stake Out Your Spot Early
Fireworks wait for no one, and neither do the best viewing spots. Arrive at least an hour before dusk if you’re heading to a public park or festival. Bonus points if you bring a blanket and a foldable chair, doubly so if the chair has a cupholder.

2. Embrace the Picnic Mentality
Don’t rely on concession stands unless you love $8 hot dogs and unidentifiable cheese. Pack your own snacks, fruit, cheese, a cheeky beverage (where legal), and something sweet for the grand finale. A thermos of hot cocoa for chilly nights or a chilled lemonade for sweltering ones makes all the difference.

3. Dress for the Elements
Check the weather, then dress for being outside twice as long as you think. Mosquitos? Bring bug spray. Chilly breeze? Bring a wrap. Possibly raining? Ponchos over umbrellas, they’re less stabby in a crowd. Sensible shoes are your friend. You will be walking in the dark, on grass. Heels are for fantasy novels and indoor galas.

4. Think Like a Scout: Be Prepared
Wet wipes, tissues, and a flashlight app will instantly make you the MVP of your group. And for those with sensitive ears (or children in possession of them), ear protection can turn terror into delight.

5. Make It a Whole Evening
Fireworks are the climax, not the whole story. Bring a book, a deck of cards, or engage in the ancient art of people-watching. Let the pre-show ambiance become part of the memory.

6. Be Kind to the Creatures
If you’re a pet parent, please remember that Fido is not a fan of fireworks. Leave him safely at home with a white noise machine and his favorite toy. Fireworks are for humans and ducks that didn’t get the memo to migrate.

7. Take It All In: With Your Eyeballs
I say this with love: put your phone down. Snap one or two photos if you must, then actually watch the show. Fireworks are about the experience, the sound rumbling in your chest, the heat of the crowd, the oohs and aahs, and your iPhone will never do it justice.

In the end, whether you’re watching from a blanket in a quiet town park, a crowded theme park plaza, or your own backyard with sparklers and a playlist of John Philip Sousa, the magic is the same. For a few brief moments, we all look up at the same sky, eyes wide, hearts light, reminded of wonder.

Completed: multiple times in childhood

Cost: Ranges from Free to $164 (Epcot day pass circa 2025)

Miles from home: 0 (hometown) to 4,000 (Marburg, Germany)

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The 10-Minute Rule That Changed Everything

I’ve touched on growth and limits before, but today, I want to dive deeper into how we keep showing up, especially when the spark fades.

At the time of writing, I’ve been doing this blog for just over a year. It was something I’d played around with in my mind for a while before finally starting. As someone with ADHD, I’ve often started projects that eventually collect dust when the dopamine wears off. I wasn’t sure if this blog would be another one of those abandoned ideas, or something that would stick.

Surprisingly, it stuck.

To be fair, I do have a history of follow-through. I’m approaching a two-year streak on Duolingo (shoutout to German!), and this summer marks two years since I picked up the violin again. I’ve completed two undergrad degrees, earned my master’s, and obtained licensure in my field. So, I’m no stranger to commitment. Still, there are days when I’m highly motivated and others where I’d rather doomscroll my phone into oblivion.

So what separates the habits I’ve kept from the ones I’ve let fade away? How do I keep going when motivation dries up and I’m surrounded by the desert of disinterest?

The answer: discipline. But not the kind you’re probably thinking of.

When people talk about discipline, they often mean waking up at 4 a.m., running five miles, meditating for 30 minutes, reading the newspaper from cover to cover, and journaling by candlelight. That’s great if you have the time and temperament for it. So, no, I shalln’t be doing anything of the sort. Me, wake up before the sun hath risen? Don’t be ridiculous. Go for a run? Is a bear chasing me? I didn’t think so. I have neither the time nor energy! For those of us living in the trenches of real life, that kind of rigid structure just doesn’t work. It often sets us up for failure, leading to shame and frustration.

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That’s why I follow a much simpler model: something is better than nothing.

My version of discipline is doing just 10–15 minutes a day of the things I want to prioritize, learning German, playing violin, writing, tidying up. These “micro-habits” fit into the crevices of my day: the 15 minutes before I leave the house, the time dinner takes to cook, or the moments between meetings.

Before I embraced this mindset, I used to fill those short gaps with scrolling. I told myself the time was too short to “really” work out or practice—so I didn’t. Then I’d struggle to find a full 30-minute block later in the day. But with this new approach, I almost never miss a day. And when I do have more time, I often go longer—because I’m already doing it.

This system is also ADHD-friendly. Short routines reduce overwhelm. Telling myself “it’s only ten minutes” makes it easier to transition from one task to another. Ironically, once I start, I often continue because I’ve already achieved something. The extra time becomes a bonus instead of a burden.

The beauty of this approach is that it keeps habits alive even during busy or difficult seasons. Before, if life got chaotic, I’d drop my habits entirely. Then, weeks or months later, I’d try to restart them—only to fall off the wagon again. It was a demoralizing cycle.

What changed was reading a simple idea: “something is better than nothing.”

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We often approach new goals with an all-or-nothing mindset. You want to eat healthier, then it’s the holidays and suddenly you’ve consumed a dozen cookies. You start a daily running routine, get a cold, and never return. But what if your goal was simply to make healthier choices, like swapping soda for water, or to move your body each day, whether that’s a run or a short walk?

This mindset removes the room for “failure.” It allows flexibility. It builds your “discipline muscles” gradually and works with the reality of modern life, where time is limited and distractions are engineered to hijack our attention. Our phones, our food, our apps; they’re all designed to keep us hooked and unmotivated.

So we need new strategies. Discipline isn’t about brute force. It’s about systems that are sustainable and adaptable. It’s about choosing something—even a small something—over nothing at all.

And here’s the magic: once you start doing “something,” it often grows. The time gets longer. The focus gets deeper. The wins feel bigger.

So, what do you want to accomplish? What habit do you want to form? What goal are you chasing?

Whatever it is—remember this:
Something is better than nothing.
And that something can become everything.

Tiptoe Through the Tulips

Tulips the early heralds of spring and the changing weather fill the hills with bright rows of color. Their hues stretch across the spectrum, from fiery red to deepest purple, and their petals are just as varied. They’re also famously tied to history’s first financial speculative bubble, a craze that plunged many Dutch citizens into ruin and left a lasting mark on market regulations. Still, despite that rocky past, the Dutch never forgot their love affair with the flower. Today, they remain a leading producer of tulip bulbs, and each spring, massive swaths of land transform into a living quilt of color as millions of flowers bloom.

I’ve always loved pictures of those majestic fields, windmills standing vigil over seas of blossoms. That said, my allergies would likely stage a protest in the Dutch countryside—and truthfully, the Netherlands doesn’t rank high on my list of must-see destinations. Maybe I’d go if the opportunity presented itself, but there’s no guarantee that it would align with the short-lived tulip season.

What’s a budget-minded girl to do? As it turns out, sometimes you stumble upon the perfect solution when you’re not even looking for it.

There are times when an answer appears to a question you didn’t even know you’d asked. I’ve certainly enjoyed pictures of Holland’s flower fields, but they never inspired the wistful longing other countries have stirred in me. So, I didn’t add them to my list, dismissing the idea out of hand. I try to keep my travel dreams at least somewhat realistic—or else the list would be three times as long. But let this be a lesson, dear reader: never dismiss a dream, no matter how small or unformed.

Though I never truly asked, the universe still answered with a humble billboard: “Tulip Field, Opening April 12th.” Tulip fields? In Pennsylvania? Perhaps I was too quick to rule out my floral fantasy.

April 12th turned out to be cold, wet, and rainy and not ideal for tiptoeing through anything. Besides, opening day crowds come with added chaos and, let’s be honest, possibly terrible music. Twangy Country or bouncy pop blasting over loudspeakers isn’t how I envision my contemplative flower field stroll. I checked my calendar for a better date, one early enough to catch peak bloom, but not a weekend (crowds again!) and ideally with cheaper tickets (this is a budget minded blog, after all).

Less than a week later, on a balmy spring day, I made my way to Flaughbach’s Orchard. The temperature was a perfect 70°F (21°C), and a cheerful breeze danced among the tulips, gently teasing them as she passed. While it was a far cry from the sprawling Dutch fields of my imagination, it was a lovely scene in its own right. Had I been truly committed to a riot of color, I could’ve waited two more weeks and driven three hours north to Brown Hill Farms, where 500,000 tulips bloom across four acres.

Upon arrival, I was handed a pair of shears and informed I could pick two flowers as part of my ticket (with the option to purchase more). But my goal wasn’t to build a bouquet, it was to bask in beauty. I wandered through neatly arranged rows of flowers, encountering charming photo ops along the way: antique bikes, vintage tractors, even a swing for a more whimsical touch. Naturally, I couldn’t resist snapping a few photos, but mostly, I just walked. The field reminded me of a stained-glass window or a floor made of colorful mosaic tiles.

Benches were thoughtfully scattered around the field, perfect for quiet contemplation. I loved feeling the warm sun on my face and the breeze on my skirt. I didn’t stay long, but long enough to enjoy the moment and properly welcome spring in all her glory.

Next year, I may make that pilgrimage north to see the larger fields that have enchanted me for so long. But maybe not. This experience might fall under my “good enough” category; it was joyful, beautiful, and deeply satisfying.

So, how can you tiptoe through the tulips?

You don’t need to wait for the universe to come knocking. Just open your browser and search for tulip fields near you. If you live in the South, it may be a bit trickier, but don’t lose hope. Pilot Point, Texas, and New Market, Alabama both boast quite respectable fields. Up North, there are plenty of spots to chase tulip season. Some may come in the form of botanical gardens; others, humble local farms like Flaughbach’s. Or you might go all in and visit Windmill Island Gardens in Holland, MI (with over four miles of tulips!), or top spots like Pella, Iowa; Woodburn, Oregon; Modesto, California; Mount Vernon, Washington; and Exeter, Rhode Island.

The lesson I learned? Don’t be so quick to downplay your dreams, even the small ones. I try to keep my “undone” list reasonable, and I often add to my “done” list as opportunities arise, especially if they’re spur-of-the-moment or just for fun. But this was something I truly wanted to do, and I’m glad the universe nudged me toward it.

So, I encourage you, dear reader: dream big. Write it all down. Ask for it. The blessing may find you anyway.

Completed: 2025

Cost: $7 to visit the field

Miles from home: 25

Be certain to tiptoe through my other stories listed on my Bucket List and Reverse Bucket List!

Money Matters: Real-Life Budgeting that Doesn’t Suck the Joy out of Living (Part 4 Shopping)

Ah, retail therapy. Who doesn’t love a little shopping spree?

Your future self, that’s who; when she checks her bank account and wonders where all the money went.

Shopping has been the downfall of many otherwise solid budgets. After all, stores (both online and in person) are designed to make you spend money. Their goal is to lull you into a false sense of security, then spring subtle traps you don’t even notice until your bank statement arrives and ruins your vibe. Fending off their tricks requires the vigilance of a tourist navigating pickpockets in a crowded plaza.

So how do you protect your hard-earned cash?

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Step One: Make Shopping Inconvenient

One of the biggest tactics stores use is reducing friction, they want buying to be as easy as breathing. So I turn that strategy on its head and make shopping inconvenient. For starters, I delete my saved payment info on online stores. Why? Because getting up to grab your card adds just enough effort to kill the impulse buy. Bonus: it also improves your online security. The fewer websites that store your payment details, the fewer doors hackers have to kick in. In a store, implement a cash only policy the act of having to get out cash before you shop helps you stick to a budget and makes it less likely that you will impulsively wander into a store to buy.

Step Two: Impose a Waiting Period

Impulse buys lose their shine with time. I wait at least 24 hours for in-person purchases and two weeks for anything online. If I still remember the item—and care enough to go back and buy it—then I probably truly want it. This one habit has saved me from many would-be regrets.

Step Three: Question the Urgency

Most “deals” aren’t urgent. If I miss a sale, it’ll come back around. I use browser extensions to track price history and compare retailers—no FOMO required. Spoiler alert: a lot of “sale” items are actually at that price 90% of the time. Retailers love using “suggested price” vs. “actual price” as a manipulation tactic. Ignore it. Nine times out of ten, I can find it secondhand for less, which keeps stuff out of landfills and cash in my wallet.

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A Word on Thrifting

Thrifting is a beautiful thing—but it’s not a budget fail-safe. You might “save” $50 on an item, but if you spent $150 on things you didn’t need, did you really save anything? That feeling of “this is my one shot” can be strong at the thrift store or on Facebook Marketplace. But I’ve learned that “one-of-a-kind” often isn’t. I’ve lost track of how many “unique” items I’ve passed on, only to find something nearly identical (and often better) a few weeks later.

When I thrift, I come prepared. I shop with a plan: I’m looking for specific colors, staple pieces, or items I’ve previously identified as gaps in my wardrobe or home. If it doesn’t fit the plan, it stays on the rack. Accessories are my one soft spot—but even they have a budget cap.

Facebook Marketplace Favorites

I love Marketplace for:

  • Garden tools and supplies
  • Home décor and furniture
  • Miscellaneous odds and ends

But even there, I stay vigilant. A “great deal” is only great if it doesn’t become clutter.

My Shopping Litmus Test

Before I buy anything, online, in person, or secondhand, I ask myself:

1. Is this something I would have bought anyway?
The “girl math” mindset is fun in theory, but let’s be real: spending $150 to “save” $50 only works if you were already planning to spend the $150. Otherwise, you’ve just spent $150 you weren’t going to spend.

2. Does this item solve a real problem I’ve actually noticed?
Marketers are sneaky. They’ll convince you that you have a problem so they can sell you the solution. If I’ve never thought, “Wow, this task is a nightmare—I wish I had a tool to fix it,” then I probably don’t need it. Too often, new gadgets end up collecting dust while we go back to the old method that worked just fine. If you weren’t looking for a solution, it wasn’t a problem.

3. Do I have space for it?
Space is not infinite, even if you’ve mastered Tetris-level closet organization. Every item you bring home costs you space—and that has a price. A cluttered environment can raise stress levels, affect your eating habits, and even mess with your cognition. So while I’ll never be a minimalist, I understand the appeal. An uncluttered home is cheaper than therapy.

4. What’s the quality like?
I take time to learn about quality. I look at materials, stitching, thread count, and overall craftsmanship. I’ve ditched the “expensive = better” myth. If I’m unsure, I’ll phone a friend who knows what they’re talking about. When I was car shopping, I brought my mechanic friend along. He spotted warning signs I’d have missed—and steered me toward a vehicle that’s lasted me almost eight years with minimal issues.

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Extra Shopping Smarts

  • Use cashback apps and credit card rewards—but wisely.
  • Unsubscribe from marketing emails. Temptation isn’t your friend.
  • Always factor in the cost of storing, cleaning, and maintaining what you buy.
  • Repurpose what you already have before replacing it.

Final Thoughts: Budgeting That Works for You

None of these tips are one-size-fits-all—and that’s the point. Real-life budgeting should work for your lifestyle, not against it. For me, that means prioritizing comfort, avoiding waste, and being mindful. The goal isn’t to hoard every dollar (we can’t take it with us), but to spend in a way that supports what matters most.

Penn’s Cave & Wildlife Park

A Seneca Chief, O-ko-cho his severn sons and beautiful daughter Nita-nee lived on the shores of Spring Creek. An intrepid French trapper, Malachi Boyer befriended the tribe. One day he caught a glimpse of Nita-nee whom the chief kept hidden away and fell hopelessly in love. Alas, the love was not to be as the tribe would not permit their marriage. Desperate to be together, they ran away. The stars did not favor their love and they were captured by the seven brothers and returned to the chief. For his crimes against the tribe, Malachi was thrown into a yawning cavern filled with water. He swam back and forth seeking escape, but every way was barred by the brothers. Vowing that the sons would not see him perish, he crawled into the inner most recess of the cavern and embraced death. To this death, on the summer nights, one can hear his mournful call from the cave, “Nita-nee, Nita-nee, Nita-nee”. 

Or so the legend of Penn’s Cave goes.

In truth, the dry areas were utilized by the Seneca tribe for centuries for shelter and storage. It is doubtful they used it for any sort of executions. The cave like most was formed over millions of years. Flat-laying rocks were compressed and then the pressure buckled the rocks into folds pushing them upwards and downwards. This caused the formation of the cavern. Then as water seeped in from the ceiling beautiful stalactites and stalagmites formed. 

Penn’s Cave is one of nine show caves in the state of Pennsylvania but it claims the title of being the only all-water cavern in the state, and possibly America. It has been a tourist destination since 1885 when Jesse and Samual Long built their hotel and began to guide visitors to the cave. In 1927, they opened the other side of the cave and added a man-made lake. 

The tour lasts about 45 minutes. Like almost any other show cave tour, tour guides point out rock formations that may or may not resemble the items they are named for. There is also the obligatory cave puns and jokes. They do give some of the geological history of the cave throughout the tour. It features a short light show which also helps to highlight various parts of the cave. 

If the cave does not strike your fancy then perhaps the other offerings of Penn’s Cave may entice your interest such as gemstone panning, a maze and the wild-life tour. The wildlife tour is a 90 minute drive through the 1,600 acre grounds which houses many Native North-America animals such as bison, Texas longhorn cattle, foxes, black bears, elk, whitetail deer, big horn sheep, wild burros, mountain lions, wolves and more. Part of the tour allows you to be up close with the animals while the other parts, understandably, have fencing to keep you and the animals safe. Regardless of whether they could come up to the bus, most of the animals had large natural enclosures with plenty of room to roam around.

I went with my sister who invited me along for an outing with her friends. We went on the boat tour first enjoying hearing about the cave system and groaning at the terrible puns. Although, true confession, the worse a pun is, the funnier I find it, so I thoroughly enjoyed them as they were awful. Naturally, we made sure to snap lots of pictures. We avoided getting a nasty headache when we were required to duck as the boat made its way out to the lake. (So if you are a taller person, be warned.) I always enjoy seeing the natural beauty of the cave formations. Nature’s sculptures have their own mystique few artists can truly capture. Some truly rival the beauty of Europe’s cathedrals in terms of their ethereal formations and captivating lighting. 

After the cave tour, we piled into a bus for the wildlife tour. The highlight of the tour for me was when we were able to get out of the bus to get up close to the cows and other herd animals. The animals were clearly accustomed to friendly tourists and calmly stood nearby for pictures. The wolves were also quite friendly coming up to the fence with an eagerness to see their human friends. The large cats were less interested in their human counterparts, but I still enjoyed seeing them in their enclosures. I think I enjoyed seeing the animals that are not often featured in zoos like the longhorns.   

I also tried my hand at gemstone “panning” which was a decidedly canned experience, but I was there for a lark, so why not? It was fun to see what “prizes” turned up among the gemstones. I did not keep any of the stones I found, preferring to give them away since I had little use for them back home. I wandered the gift shop with my sister and was delighted by the man offerings they had. All in all, a pretty good day for a visit to a cave, learn some geological history, see cute animals, and enjoy some local folklore. 

How can you visit a cave and take in these natural wonders?

There are many show caves throughout the country and each will have its own claim to fame. With over 45,000 caves to choose from, I can almost promise you, dear reader, that someone has transformed a cave near you into an easily accessible tourist attraction. Penn’s Cave is unique in that it is a boat tour rather than your typical walking tour, but there are other caves with boat tours. The states east of the Mississippi tend to boast the most caves in the United States with Tennessee, Missouri (outlier), Alabama, Kentucky, Indiana, Virginia, West Virginia, Georgia, Arkansas, and Pennsylvania topping the list.The US is uniquely situated on top of a sizable amount of limestone that has been easily carved over thousands of years by water giving rise to our numerous caves. This is also why we have so many sinkholes – so it’s not always a good thing to have so much limestone. For most of your caving experiences, I do recommend you bring a sweater or other warm jacket since the majority of these caves are about 50 degrees year round even on the hottest summer days. 

For the extra adventurous, there are caves that you can go spelunking in. However, be warned it can be quite dangerous without proper equipment, preparation and guide to assist you on your first few adventures. It is recommended that you always tell someone when you’re going to explore a cave on your own. It is very easy to get turned around and lost. My strong recommendation is that if you do desire to do this, see if any of the show caves offer caving courses and take them so that you are fully aware of the dangers and how to mitigate them. I cannot stress the dangers of this activity enough. The goal of this blog is for us to have fun and live life to the fullest, not perish alone in the dark. Be safe, dear reader! 

Completed: 

Miles from home:  23

Cost: Cavern + Wildlife Tour $40.50 (cave only $24.50) 

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Money Matters: Real-life Budgeting that Doesn’t Suck the Joy out of Living (Part 3 Entertainment)

Are You Not Entertained?

If you’re on a budget, the answer could very well be “no, not really.” But fear not, my fiscally responsible friend! I’ve got a bag of tricks to help stave off boredom without emptying your pocketbook. Whether your vibe is books, movies, games, or local adventures, there’s always a fun, frugal version to explore.

Let’s start with the screen-sized elephant in the room: entertainment subscriptions. Cable? Extinct. Like a fossilized VHS, it’s long gone in my world. Streaming? It gets a seat at the table, but only as a guest, not a live-in family member. I rotate subscriptions the way fashionistas rotate seasonal wardrobes. Netflix one month, Hulu the next, and maybe Disney+ when I’m in the mood for animated nostalgia or intergalactic drama. This way, I avoid both boredom and ballooning bills. Pro tip: brands have no feelings, and loyalty won’t earn you discounts so play hard to get. They often toss free trials or discounts your way just to lure you back. Works like a charm.

YouTube also fills in the gaps with everything from quirky documentaries to cozy cottagecore vlogs. Admittedly, the recent AI invasion is a bit much, but with some creative searching, there are still gems to be found.

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Gaming on a budget? Don’t let the $80 price tags on new Triple-A titles scare you. Steam is a wonderland of indie games, charming, innovative, and often under $20. Many are just as satisfying (if not more so) than their big-budget cousins. Your local library might surprise you too, offering games for various consoles. And don’t forget secondhand marketplaces, because gently loved games still spark joy.

Speaking of libraries, they’ve fully stepped into the digital age. Between the Libby app, Project Gutenberg, and Librivox, you can have books (ebooks, audiobooks, classics) all for free, 24/7. Libraries are no longer just for the Dewey Decimal devotees; many offer board games, workshops, and community events like Dungeons & Dragons or Magic: The Gathering nights. If Magic’s your thing, I recommend building your own Commander decks; they’re easier on the budget and still a blast to play.

Now let’s talk about the ultimate budget hack: borrowing. Not just from libraries, but from your friends, family, and community. Swap DVDs, music, books, board games, video games, you name it. Not only does it cut down costs, it gives you access to a curated collection based on people who know you. You might even discover a new favorite hobby through someone else’s obsession. Gather your friends and family for game nights.

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And don’t sleep on your local area! Free events, museum days, neighborhood festivals, and nature trails are often just a quick search away. Parks, gardens, and hiking paths offer a change of scenery (and pace) without a price tag. You may be shocked at the fun things you discover that are close by and completely free! Apps like Meetup can connect you to like-minded folks for everything from book clubs to language exchanges to “bring your own blanket” picnics. Socializing doesn’t have to cost more than a smile and a snack.

Some libraries even offer museum and state park passes, yes, you read that right. Free access to enriching experiences, courtesy of your dusty old library card. And you all thought libraries only offered books.

So: are you entertained?

Why yes.

Tea at Sea!

Alright gentle reader, technically, it was a bay and not a sea. However, I did get to hoist the sails and attempt to steer the ship. Yes, technically it was a boat; although I”m not sure I know the difference if we’re being honest. Regardless of the pesky nomenclature, I provided an excellent afternoon tea out on a large body of water in a sailing vessel of some sort. Additionally, I made sure to be properly attired for a day’s outing on the water. With the help of a well placed hat pin not even the wind could dissuade me from my determination to have a little extra flare. After all, where would we be as a society if we allowed ourselves to descend into the mundane and boring, especially when it comes to fashion?

In the midst of COVID, with everything shut down and limitations on movement and gathering, the small but scrappy non-profit I worked for decided to offer its employees a day out with one of our board members, Peggy, on her private boat. To say that I was excited is truly an understatement. It was once again, one of those Bucket List Items that I had mentally placed under “most likely not happening any time soon” as I thought it would cost a lot of money to go. This might be the reason I was a little over the top, but honestly that’s part of who I am. I’m the woman who will put together an entire costume or outfit for even the most slightly themed party or obscure holiday. 

It was truly the morale boost that we needed. To avoid a disruption of vital client services and given the size of the boat, we divided ourselves into two teams which would go on two different days. We also divided up bringing food and other snacks to share. I led the way with letting them all know that I was going to have us do a tea at sea, I would provide the sandwiches, the tea cups, scones and clotted cream. Was it the more costly and time consuming option? Yes, but I was going to take this opportunity that the universe presented me and make the absolute most of it. Before you question my judgement of bringing tea cups on board a ship, know I take quite good care of my china and wouldn’t subject them to the dangers of the open waters. I found these absolutely gorgeous paper cups online! 

We loaded ourselves up early that morning, crammed into one of my co-worker’s vans like the start of some quiet, well-mannered heist armed with gps and good humor. I had chosen to go with the more reserved, soft-spoken of my co-workers. What can I say? They paired better with tea than with the loud, pirate-hearted group that went the day before, I am fairly certain they snuck booze despite the prohibition against it, like I said, pirates. Not that I couldn’t hang with both, I absolutely could. And the temptation to burst into sea shanties was quite real, I assure you.

As we drew closer to our destination, the world around us began to shift. The foliage thinned, and the trees gave way to the briny breath of the sea. The air changed too, tinged with salt and carried on a breeze that hinted at something just beyond the horizon. We heard the call of gulls before we even saw the water. Then suddenly, there it was—a small forest of masts rising from the docks like white trees, standing in quiet anticipation.

Waiting for us at the dock was our fearless leader and Executive Director, Deb, who waved us down with her signature confidence. She led us up the wooden planks to our boat, where we were introduced to our captain for the day, Peggy’s husband, Captain Bob.

I was surprised by the size of the boat as it was deceptively spacious, like a magician’s trick. Every inch of it had a purpose. Storage tucked into nooks, seating that converted, a compact bathroom that came with very specific instructions. Bob walked us through the essentials with the seasoned calm of someone who knew that one improperly flushed toilet could quite ruin the whole experience.

After a short safety overview, it was time to sail. Bob asked for volunteers, and I naturally stepped forward to hoist the sails. He called out instructions with the steady ease of a man who’s done this a thousand times, while Peggy provided cheerful backup support. I took hold of the rope with both hands to gleefully, heave ho and all that. The wind caught, the sails filled, and the boat surged forward with a kind of wild grace.

From that moment on, everything shifted into something more elemental. The boat leaned into the wind, the ropes pulled taut, and the world became motion and sound—the rush of air, the splash of spray, the low groan of wood and rope in motion. It felt like stepping out of the everyday and into something ancient.

Those brave enough made their way to the prow, legs dangling over the edge, laughing as waves splashed up to greet them. Time didn’t pass in hours out there. It passed in shadows, in sunlight shifting on the water, in bursts of laughter and long silences where we just watched the horizon breathe.

Then came the offer I hadn’t expected, Bob asked if anyone wanted to steer.

Of course, I wanted to steer the ship!

Taking the wheel was like grabbing hold of something alive. The boat didn’t just move; it responded. The wind pulled one way, the water pushed another, and the rudder spoke a language I didn’t quite know but instinctively wanted to understand. Every twitch of my hands echoed through the vessel. I had to fight the urge to overcorrect—big boat, big movements, right? Wrong. It was the subtle shifts that mattered. I wasn’t just steering a boat, I was holding a moment in my hands, trying not to crush it. I shall admit, I was not the best helmsman, but it wasn’t bad for a first go! 

At lunchtime, I unveiled my small, slightly theatrical feast of tea sandwiches and scones. Though there was no clinking of teacups, people were quite amused by them. A delighted Peggy gasped when she spotted the clotted cream asking for where on earth I had found it; she hadn’t had clotted cream since she was in England years ago.

I smiled and told her, with all the drama she deserved, “The local grocery store.”

We laughed, we feasted, we sipped, and apart from poor Beth, who succumbed to a bit of seasickness, our tea at sea was a grand success.

The rest of the sail was a blend of freedom and focus, the hiss of waves, the sudden thrill of turning into the wind, the scent of salt and sun warming the deck. It was chaos and calm, all wrapped into one. I couldn’t have asked for a more perfect day for checking off my list. . 

By late afternoon, we returned to the dock. We changed into swimsuits and slipped into the pool, letting the cool water wash away the heat of the day. We splashed and floated, reluctant to let the water go.

That evening, we gathered for dinner at a local seafood spot, the kind with fresh-caught fish, buttery hushpuppies, and that oh, so infamous, Maryland crab. I will say the crab practically demanded a moment of silence in appreciation. Luckily for the crab, eating is just about the only time I am quiet. And just when we thought the day had ended, someone suggested a detour when they spotted a sign for ice cream. Because some days deserve a sweet ending. And this one? This one absolutely did.

So how can you enjoy a sailing adventure?

I’ll admit, not everyone has a friend with a boat—or a boss generous enough to invite you aboard. But that doesn’t mean a day at sea is out of reach. You can always charter a boat for yourself and a few intrepid comrades. Prices can range from around $200 to upwards of $2000, depending on the type of vessel and the duration of your trip. That said, splitting the cost among your group makes it much more manageable. If you’re like me and pack your own feast, you can trim expenses even further. The boat we sailed on would’ve likely cost each of us about $50 to $75 had we booked it ourselves. Sure, we probably wouldn’t have been trusted to hoist the sails or steer, but with seven of us, the cost would have been quite reasonable. 

This was one of those rare gifts from the universe, an unexpected adventure in the middle of a pandemic, at a time when most people could only dream of checking something off their list. I felt deeply grateful, especially after working so hard to help people who were experiencing homelessness with nowhere to go. Those long hours, with little reprieve and a general feeling of hopelessness at times to solve the problem can begin to wear on a person’s spirit. Sometimes, when you’re out there trying to do good, life surprises you with something beautiful in return.

So go ahead, pursue the good. You never know where it might take you, gentle reader.

How can you enjoy a day on the water?

Cost: Free (food was about 50) 

Miles from home: 115 miles

Completed 2020

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Money Matters: Real-Life Budgeting That Doesn’t Suck the Joy Out of Living (Part 2: Food)


Last week, I shared the basic premises of any budget, money in and money out and then focused on how to keep more of that money that comes in from going out. Which is easier said than done especially in this economy. However, I know that it can be done with careful planning and by looking at things that we can control to a degree. Now food is a fairly flexible area in our budgets, but it has quite a bit of pitfalls for the budget conscious. Between rising prices, forgotten leftovers, and the magnetic pull of takeout, things can spiral out of control fast. But eating well doesn’t have to come at the cost of your financial well-being. With a few intentional habits and some creative thinking, it’s entirely possible to enjoy nourishing meals without draining your wallet.

Now, I will say this before going further, that eating can be a form of entertainment and it is important to separate out your food budget from your entertainment budget. Eating out or buying fun and exotic food to try should be considered under a separate category. I certainly have enjoyed eating at special restaurants and trying new things like conch, escargot and kangaroo. However, none of those things came out of my food budget but instead came from the money I saved up for my various local adventures.

I grew up in a home where cooking was the norm and leftovers were just tomorrow’s dinner. That mindset stuck with me. These days, I still batch cook and freeze extras, brew my own coffee, and pack lunches small, consistent actions that chip away at grocery costs without compromising on flavor or nutrition.

Meal planning is part of my weekly rhythm, but I keep it flexible. I’ve learned the hard way that overly rigid plans invite burnout and wasted food. Instead, I use a loose framework, thinking ahead just enough to avoid duplicate ingredients or last-minute drive-thrus, but still leaving space to improvise.

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When I go shopping, it’s a combination of a precision strike force and treasure hunt. I always enter the store with a shopping list to keep me focused, but I always make a beeline for the quick-sale sections and Flashfood. These are goldmines for deeply discounted perishables nearing their sell-by date. I stock up on meat, yogurt, or produce and freeze what I can’t use right away. Depending on what I find, my shopping list may drastically change to accomodate my discoveries. However, if you are new to cooking this strategy may not work for you. In which case still buy it but plan on freezing it until you can decide on what you will do with it. Just be certain you will use this food within a week or two. Food that molds, gets freezer burnt or otherwise spoils is money wasted not saved.

If you know when your store marks things down, you can shop smarter without sacrificing quality. Timing, as it turns out, can be as important as location. Personally, I find that showing up about one to two hours after the store opens gives me the largest selection of options.

I also will make semi-frequent trips to the local grocery outlets as they often sell “ugly” or surplus produce, misshapen tomatoes, slightly bruised apples, discolored pears, all for a fraction of the price. They may not win beauty contests but they still taste great. Besides, I’m certainly not having Gordon Ramsey over for dinner so I needn’t be too concerned after presentation.

I also take fully advantage of the produce stands for in-season fruits and vegetables. Not only are they fresher and more affordable, but also it supports the local economy.

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Tiny Tweaks That Save Big

The devil is in the details—and so are the savings.

  • Keep pantry staples visible: If you can’t see it, you’ll forget you have it—and rebuy it unnecessarily.
  • Our smaller fridge was a surprise win: With less space to lose leftovers in, we actually eat what we’ve made.
  • Clear bins help organize everything from canned beans to opened snack bags, keeping waste (and frustration) to a minimum.
  • Learn to get creative with leftovers: One of my mother’s great talents was pulling out several different leftovers and combining them into a new dish. Don’t be afraid to experiment, take time to read cooking blogs to learn how to combine flavors. I have shocked friends by being able to take a small amount of leftovers and stretch them with just a two or three ingredients into something completely new.

Smart Shopping Rules I Swear By

Some habits have become second nature. These are the rules that keep my grocery bills from creeping upward:

  • Always check the unit price. The bigger package isn’t always the better deal nor is the lowest price.
  • Buy in bulk only if it makes sense for your household. Wasted food is wasted money.
  • Use coupons, digital apps, and loyalty programs, but make sure you’re not buying things you wouldn’t normally use.
  • Know your store’s layout and markdown schedule. The more familiar you are, the less likely you are to impulse buy.
  • Never skip the day-old bread rack. Great for toast, croutons, or a cheap French toast brunch.

Staying on budget doesn’t mean sacrificing quality—or joy. With a few mindful shifts in how we shop, store, and prepare our food, it’s possible to eat well and still have money left over for the things that really matter.

Whether you’re cooking for one or feeding a family, remember: your food budget is a tool, not a constraint. When used wisely, it can help you feel both nourished and empowered.


Visiting Exhibtions: When the World Comes to You

Pennsylvania is known as the Keystone State in part because of its strategic position on the Eastern Seaboard. It sits at the heart of the action on the East Coast and, thanks to the Mississippi River, serves as a gateway to the West. This historic and geographical advantage means I have relatively easy access to some incredible places. By extension, when traveling exhibitions come to those places, it’s not a terrible imposition for me to make the trip. Cities like New York, Philadelphia, Washington D.C., Pittsburgh, and Baltimore are all within reasonable distance.

It was by leveraging this advantage that I was able to see the Darwin exhibition at the American Museum of Natural History in New York, the King Tut exhibition in Philadelphia, and the Russian Tsars exhibition in Delaware. I’m not sharing this to brag about my state but rather to point out that, depending on where you are, you may be closer to the action than you realize. There are often more opportunities in your area than meet the eye.

The Darwin exhibition offered a fascinating look at the scientist’s life, work, and impact. It even featured two Galápagos giant tortoises. Darwin was a keen observer of nature, and through those observations, he developed one of the most revolutionary theories in the history of biology. His theory of evolution has shaped everything from genetics and epidemiology to biodiversity and our understanding of the fossil record. Prior to Darwin, most people saw the natural world as static and unchanging since the moment of creation. Instead, he proposed a dynamic and interdependent system in which relationships and exchanges alter the inhabitants of the world, who in turn shape their environment.

One of my favorite stories is how he looked at an orchid and hypothesized the existence of an undiscovered insect capable of pollinating it. That insect was discovered forty years after his death. This exhibit was the perfect combination of science, history, and anthropology. It showed how discoveries ripple outward into society and helped me understand just how interconnected everything truly is. Is it any wonder that seeing Darwin’s journals, tools, and legacy made its way onto my Bucket List?

Not to be outdone by New York, Philadelphia often hosts exhibitions and installations that rival its northern neighbor. Just because it’s the Keystone State doesn’t mean it lets the other states have all the fun. In the winter of 2007, I braved a snowstorm to visit the exhibition Tutankhamun and the Golden Age of the Pharaohs at the Franklin Institute. The exhibition included fifty major objects from King Tut’s tomb—among them a vessel containing his mummified organs—and over seventy artifacts from the royalty of Egypt’s 18th Dynasty (1555 to 1305 BC), including a sarcophagus.

King Tut’s tomb was discovered in 1922, sparking a global fascination with ancient Egypt that still persists—my own obsession included. Many of these artifacts have rarely left Egypt, so I certainly wasn’t going to let a snowstorm stop me from seizing this rare opportunity. It was history made tangible, a brush with the ancient world that I’ll never forget.

In 1998, Delaware hosted the first major Tsarist exhibition, Nicholas and Alexandra, and I was lucky enough to see it on a fifth-grade field trip. It left a lasting impression on me. We had spent several weeks learning about Russia’s history leading up to the Bolshevik Revolution and the rise of the Communist Party. Featuring nearly 700 objects, it was one of the largest and most prestigious collections of Russian treasures ever to tour outside the country. Most of the items had never before left Russia.

Among the many items on display were the Coronation Egg, an imperial throne, court gowns and uniforms, a gilded state carriage, and artifacts from the Russian Orthodox Church. Even as a child, I was struck by the sheer opulence of the exhibit—particularly the Fabergé Egg, which felt all the more extravagant when considered against the suffering of the Russian people at the time. The experience helped solidify my understanding of the revolution and the dangers of unchecked power and inequality. I’ll avoid getting too political here, but suffice it to say, it made an impression.

Each of these exhibitions made my Bucket List for different reasons. Each one broadened my perspective, deepened my understanding, and shaped how I see the world. They weren’t just collections of artifacts; they were immersive experiences that gave context to history, society, culture, and their ongoing relevance today. Most importantly, they taught me that I don’t always need to travel far to experience the world. Sometimes, the world comes to me.


How Can You Experience Unique Exhibitions?

Start by identifying how far you’re willing to travel. Then make a list of major cities or cultural hubs within that radius—they’re your best bets for hosting large-scale or rare exhibitions. But don’t count out smaller museums, either.

Check their websites to find out when they release their exhibition calendars. I’ve found that many post their schedules for the coming year, although some are less predictable. Once you know when they update their schedules, you can simply mark your calendar to check back. If there’s no set schedule, just take note of when the current exhibition ends and plan to check again around that time.

If you’re searching for something specific—say, an artist or historical topic you love—an online search every six to eight months may yield results. Just be prepared to wait. Some exhibitions, like the Russian Tsars, are generational events.

Lastly, if you’re visiting a city you don’t often travel to, take a few minutes to see what exhibitions are currently on display. You never know what rare gem you might find. It’s easy to miss out by only checking travel sites when planning your trip.

Costs: Range in price from $15 – $25 for museum entrance

Miles from home: Range from a 35 miles to 150

Completed: Childhood – College

The world may not always seem like it’s just outside your door step, but it really can be! Don’t believe me? Check out my Bucket List and Reverse Bucket List for stories both near and afar that are sure to challenge those preconceived notions of what is possible.

Money Matters: Real-Life Budgeting That Doesn’t Suck the Joy Out of Living (Part 1: Utilities)

I am not, dear reader, a financial expert. I am a social worker by trade, so I certainly am not one to come for advice on lucrative careers. Despite my lauded profession for the good it does society, the electric company has yet to accept the goodwill that I have generated as a form of payment. Nor does the grocery store accept client hugs or testimonials – privacy laws notwithstanding. 

However, as this is the Budget Bucket List, I do feel that it is high time that I address the elephant in the room of budgeting so that we can have the funds to check off our lists. 

The most basic budget is essentially three steps. Track what’s going in, track what’s going out, and set your spending limits and savings goals. Easy peasy. What’s in is probably pretty easy, it’s your job. It’s adorable that all these financial websites talk about other sources of income as if we have multiple revenues, but we’re budget bucket listers. We either have one job or several part-time jobs just to get by. This isn’t 1960s where people could actually build wealth, this is the 2020’s where nearly 60% of people don’t make enough money to be considered middle class anymore.

The what’s going out part is a bit more tricky and this is probably where I have the most difficulty with financial websites because they will often put things under two categories “fixed and variable” and then act like the variables are in your control. Yes, gas is a variable expense but one cannot control the price of gas and at a certain point, the cost of gas is just what it costs me to go to work to earn the money I need to live. The fixed expenses are your housing, car, insurances, etc. Some utilities will be under this, but not all your utilities. The variable expenses are things like food, gas, entertainment and shopping. 

So, how do I cut the costs of my variable expenses, even though at a certain point, you have to spend the money in order to exist and you don’t control the costs of things, especially in this economy. They may not be the most savvy tips in the world and they certainly won’t tell you how to build a stock portfolio, but in the next four posts I will share the things I do to keep the cost of existing down so I can afford the cost of actually living.

Utilities are one of those inescapable expenses—right up there with taxes and “unexpected” car repairs. Whether it’s keeping warm in winter or cool in the middle of a July heatwave, there’s always a baseline cost to existing indoors. While I can’t always control my energy rates, I can control how much energy I use. Here’s how I keep my bills manageable without turning my home into a tundra or a sweat lodge.

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How I Lower My Bills Without Living in the Dark

My home runs on electric heating and while we have the duct work to have central a/c, we have to rely on window units, so I’ve learned to get creative. In winter, I embrace layers, throw blankets, and hot tea. I also make sure to hang thick curtains. In summer, blackout curtains are my best friends—especially since my sun-blasted front windows face south. The bonus? Those same curtains help trap heat during colder months. Windows are, unfortunately a huge source for either gaining heat in the summer or losing heat in the winter.

Another thing, I really recommend for both winter and summer is to weather-proof your home as much as possible. You would be shocked at how much trouble a small draft at your front door can cause. A few years ago, I was able to upgrade my windows and doors which really helped reduce how much I was paying for heating and cooling because it meant I was able to keep the heat out in the summer and the cold out in the winter. The upgrades honestly paid for themselves in terms of energy savings over the course of a year.

Over time, we’ve also made several other changes that have really helped. As older appliances have needed replaced we’ve opted for energy-efficient ones. We also swapped out light bulbs. We turn off and unplug devices when not in use. We ditched the dryer in favor of hanging our clothes. We’re currently making the switch to more natural fabrics meaning we will need to wash our clothes less. All of this to be more sustainable, environmentally friendly and budget friendly.

In my state, we can shop around for electric providers. I always go for a fixed-rate plan at the lowest cost available. This also means that I don’t have to worry about my energy use during the day as variable rates can be effected by “peak times”. If you happen to have a variable rate, make sure you’re looking to see when it’s cheapest to run your appliances and adjust your usage accordingly. My utility company averages my bills over 12 months, which helps with budgeting, even if the number still feels annoyingly high some months. Comfort has its limits, but so does frugality.

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Extra Ways to Save on Utilities

  • Add heavy rugs and draft stoppers to block chilly breezes
  • Set your water heater to 120°F (no one likes scalding showers anyway)
  • Run dishwashers and laundry at night during off-peak hours (if you have a variable rate)
  • Wash clothes in cold water (your clothes will thank you)
  • Use a programmable thermostat.

The last will (hopefully) be my next home upgrade as currently, I have a very old thermostat system where I just turn a dial to turn the heat up or down. This means I am constantly having to turn the heat up and then turn the heat down depending on the weather and when I will be home. I can’t turn it off completely when I’m gone because I have pets, but I do try to turn it off for at least several hours every day during the winter. I am sure that just like my windows this upgrade will pay for itself in energy savings. Don’t be afraid of upfront costs if you know it will save you money over time.