I know, I know. I shouldn’t be proud. But the thing is, I don’t want to change at all. In fact, I believe my Type A personality is actually an asset- one that allows me to make quick decisions and manage our day-to-day lives without much effort or stress. [Read more...]
I am currently on my way home from visiting my in-laws in Minnesota, so please enjoy this post from Kali Hawlk. Kali blogs about personal finance over at CommonSenseMillennial.com.
Fundamentally, personal finance is pretty simple. Spend less than you earn and try to save more than you spend. Easy, right?
But of course, it always seems to be more complicated than that with retirement to think about, debt to deal with, bills to pay, and goals to reach. Not many of us have just one financial priority to think about; instead, we’re forced to try and make our income stretch as far as possible to take care of multiple things. [Read more...]
I’m probably a libertarian, but I don’t really want to commit to that either. I just want to think what I think, you know? I don’t need anyone spoon-feeding me and I don’t feel the need to belong or be on the “winning side” or the “losing side.” I’ve always hated team sports. [Read more...]
According to the experts, you aren’t really living a fulfilling and happy life unless you’re earning at least $130K per year. That’s according to a new analysis from USA Today which says some pretty ridiculous things about what it now costs to live the “American Dream.” I find these articles offensive because, for starters, making blanket statements about what the American Dream means to different people is pointless. Not only that, but perpetuating these lies can be detrimental to the American psyche as well. Why? Because it leads people to believe that will never have enough money to be happy and financially secure. [Read more...]
One of my favorite things to do is make fun of myself, and it’s partly because I make it so darn easy.
After all, I provide an endless stream of fodder for my own jokes, like the fact that I wear pajamas every day, all day. Or the many times I have gotten drunk and performed tragic reenactments of my favorite songs during karaoke. Or the time I texted my old boss and her husband with the simple words, “love you,” because I mistakenly thought I was texting Greg. [Read more...]
The other day, I shared how my minivan got a giant crack in the bumper (Greg probably did it) without my knowledge, and how we chose to ignore the Joneses and fix it with duct tape. Despite the fact that I didn’t make any disparaging remarks about people who finance new or used vehicles, I received this comment: