Now that the blinding rage has died down, I think I’m calm enough to write this.
I don’t drive my car every day or even every week. I don’t check on it every day. Maybe I should, and maybe I will in the future even though I don’t want this to make me obsessive about my car. It’s 11 years old with almost 150,000 miles for goodness’ sake, and I don’t want to waste my life energy worrying about it. But disaster struck a few days ago. Continue reading “A $500 lesson in adulting and the importance of savings”
Y’all, I am tired. It’s been a long couple of weeks. My sister was living with me for the past three weeks (she just moved out a few hours ago), sleeping on my futon and keeping her clothes etc in part of my room. That came with the awesome benefit of a $150 deduction on rent for both me and my roommate (yeah, I made my sister pay $100/week for rent. Life is expensive and also we only have one bathroom which gets crowded when three people are involved), but man am I tired. Continue reading “Lessons in gratitude learned while my sister was sleeping on my futon”
So I got my annual salary increase letter today. This is the first time I’ve gotten one at my current place of employment and I stared at the envelope with a mix of nervousness, fear, and excitement for a few minutes before opening it (yes, okay, I’ll admit I indulged about 10 seconds’ worth of wild fantasies about what if it’s something huge like a 10% raise?!?). The verdict? A three percent increase. Okay, cool, that’s nice. I’ll take whatever increases I can get! And then I started wondering what the usual annual percentage increase is for cost-of-living adjustment. Is it 3%? Usually a bit less? I believe my increase at my previous place of employment was 2.5% (maybe less? Whatever, I was making $17.25 so whatever it was bumped me all the way up to something like $17.80), but that was there. What was I supposed to make of the 3% raise here? Continue reading “It’s annual salary increase time so let’s talk money”
I realized last year that my first credit card (and my only one aside from the Old Navy credit card I’d close if it didn’t have a ridiculously large line of credit for something like $7,000 which would greatly negatively affect my overall ratio of available credit if I got rid of it) was one I’d gotten in college and really wasn’t doing much for me anymore, so I got a cash back card. Who doesn’t like cash back, right? However, this year I’ve been reading about travel hacking and have always idly been considering a credit card that would get me travel rewards. Continue reading “How I got a credit card sign-up bonus without bankrupting myself”
No, it’s not to spend 15 minutes on the phone with Geico, although maybe that would save you money! Although fun fact: my parents have been with their car insurance company for ages. A few years ago just for fun my dad decided to call Geico to see if they could save him anything and the guy who answered was like “uh your rates are amazing. No, we can’t beat that.” So maybe calling won’t save you money after all! Anyway, my parents gifted me my mom’s old car about a year ago and I’m now on my third car insurance policy. I’ve learned a bit along the way about how to save money in that department and I thought I’d share, even if this information may be pretty straightforward and obvious to people. Continue reading “How to save money on car insurance”
A super awesome thing happened to me yesterday that I thought I’d share here. Here’s the thing about me and my spending: I use my credit cards for everything. It’s easy to keep track of, and depending on which card I use I’m either getting cash back or travel rewards points; not much but still a bit of a reward for making purchases. Continue reading “An unexpected windfall”
Y’all, the flu SUCKS. It is the fucking worst. I’ve had it for three miserable days and I am tired of feeling awful and tired of staying in bed (also apologies if none of this makes sense. I’m not functioning very well lately). I went to work for an hour today before someone yelled at me and told me to go home, so back to bed it was. I’m also tired of, in my ample spare time laying in bed, trying not to worry about whether or not I’ll be good to get on a plane by Monday night. Remember that trip I mentioned in the last post? Yeah, I’m supposed to be spending next week in the Azores with my mom and sister, and I’m really hoping I’m better in time for that. But I’m also trying not to think (worry) about it. Continue reading “Two tales of health insurance”
It’s late on Friday night, I just finished cooking for the next few days, doing all the dishes, and cleaning my perpetually-dirty kitchen counters, and I’m tired. I’m super busy this weekend and my last post was pretty serious so I figure I’ll just make a quick list of all the good things that happened this week since I don’t really have the time or energy for more. I’m actively trying to be more mindful and thankful for small things, so I might make this a recurring feature. But for this week: Continue reading “Wins this week”
Ever since I can remember I’ve struggled with perfectionism. Maybe it’s oldest child syndrome or something, but somewhere early on I got this idea in my head that everything I did needed to be perfect. I had to get perfect grades growing up, and let me tell you, in college that translated into way too much time spent studying and absolutely way too much heartache over my few A- grades. I had to be the nice, well-behaved child or I’d let my parents down somehow. I needed to know what was happening three weeks in advance so I could put it in my planner. I didn’t start drinking until fairly late in college because I was afraid to lose control.
During college I recognized that being so inflexible and focused on everything being just right was making my life harder, not easier, and less fun, so during my sophomore year I tried to start relaxing my uptight perfectionist qualities, just a bit. Continue reading “Progress, not perfection”
So I did A Thing a few weeks ago and bought a Vitamix. We can debate whether or not I actually needed to pull out the big guns for making smoothies or whether I could’ve stuck with a $50 blender, but the fact is I was sick to death of my roommate’s awful Magic Bullet (I seriously hate those. You can’t run them for more than a minute at a time because they are wimpy pieces of junk, there are always whole frozen berries at the bottom, and the stupid design means I’ve poured milk into the container, screwed on the top with the blades, flipped it over, and promptly had all that milk leak everywhere). I was looking to get something else RIGHT NOW (well a few days later anyway. I did my research like a good money-conscious person) and a Vitamix seemed to be a good choice. Continue reading “When the best deal isn’t the right one”