I read a delightful blog post I'd like you to read called Life is Measured by the Hole in the Shoe. I'm not a depression era baby but my mother was far more frugal than I am today. When I was pregnant with my first child she took some of my gathered skirts, took off the waist band, and cut them up to make my maternity clothes. Remember those plastic bowl covers that came in a variety of sizes with elastic around the edge? They looked like shower caps. I never cover a bowl with some kind of plastic wrap that I don't think of those. I drug the heels off my shoes as a kid and my father took them to a shoe repair store and had metal plates added to stop that. I sounded like a tap dancer when I walked but it saved those shoes.
Today there appears to be quite a movement of people working at living a frugal life. I applaud them. Personally, I've been there, done that, and bought the tee-shirt on that one. I did not find it to be a lot of fun back in the day when I had no choice. I am retired now with a bit of disposable income and I do not dwell on being frugal.
I hope you will read Life is Measured by the Hole in the Shoe. It is delightful and has a good message for our living today.