Everyone needs a cozy blanket for rainy days…

I had some extra money (lets say $1,000.00) a few months ago- from a bonus and moving a 401K around- and instead of putting it to savings, I used it to pay off some cc debt. Now, this SEEMS like a wonderful plan demonstrating my extreme financial fortitude, however, it has royally ****** me.

And the reason is really simple. I put  that money to my credit card and neglected to create a security blanket for myself.  Unfortunately, the time came when I had some unexpected expenses and  I didn’t have the cash to protect myself. So I had to use my credit card. AGAIN.

What were my options?

Option A: Lets say I had put $1,000 dollars into my savings account and paid normally for my cc. And let’s say that I needed to use that $1,000.00. Ok. $1,000.00 came in, $1,000.00 went out. Although its hard, its ok.

Option B (what I actually did): I paid $1,000.00 dollars on my credit card and now (a month later) I need to spend $1,000.00 on it again because a few unavoidable things came up.  The psychological ramifications of this are intense. I feel like I’m BACK PEDALING, I feel like all the progress that I made was for nothing. I feel like a failure and how I feel about my financial situation is ultra important.

So this month, I’m getting money (taxes) and instead of paying off my cc with it, I’m putting it in savings. That way if and when something comes up, I have a lovely little blanket to protect me and don’t have to TOUCH my credit card again.

And this month, I am stashing my credit card in a bowl of water in my freezer:)


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Challenge Results!

I must say… I wasn’t a complete success. I had scheduled a doc appointment that I needed to go to for Wednesday afternoon- and with my doctor’s co-pay I was going to fail my own challenge. Effing A. But I decided that I would still count the day even if (technically) I had to spend money on something that was completely unavoidable (it was, I promise).

The most important thing that happened during these two days  was that I was able to stop the cycle of mindless spending. I’m a firm believer that life is all one big fat habit and the habits you create daily end up composing your life. Stemming from even the week before when I didn’t spend any money, I was able to create a new habit of not spending. I was able to reroute my brain from reckless abandon to disicpline. I went into the drug store yesterday and wanted five thousand different things off the shelf, but didn’t have that deep desire/need to buy them all. I had created a habit of patience and discpline. And it felt goooooood.

I want this challenge to be a part of my life on a weekly basis. When I lived outside of NYC,  I can guarantee you that there were at least 3 days a week where I didn’t spend any money and I want this to happen again; I want the 2 days of no spending to be a weekly discipline.

Also, I still have things that I feel like aren’t/weren’t working financially for me but the second I committed to this challenge/mindset, I felt more calm. More in control, more focused… just better.

Up next: Baby Steps Challenge…:)

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Are you up for a little… challenge?

So I recently added a new challenge to my life. My wonderful man and I decided that one of the ways we could save money would be to institute a 1 day spending freeze.  Think about it- not spending one dollar  in NYC for one day- the sentence even sounds bizarre! When was the last day that you didn’t spend even a DOLLAR on something- like coffee with the Truck Dudes, or just a random pack of gum?

I did this challenge on Tuesday last week and it was really interesting.  By 12 pm I had already mentally bought and sold a new apartment and 3 different skirts. From the truck dudes to just random books- god I have a book problem- I thought about spending money about 10 times before I even got to work. But something else really cool happened. I was able to reinforce the idea that often what I want  is usually just a temporary place holder to fill my space/time that if I let pass- will go away quietly. And it plants the small seed of not always giving in to myself for what I want. Not in the “I’m-depriving myself ” sense, but in the “I-am-a-self-disciplined-ninja-who-recognizes-that-that-thing-I-want-is-useless-and-a-waste-of-money” sense which is…. wow, way better.

So I’m going to ramp it up this week and create a lil’ challenge. I’m not going to spend any money tomorrow- OR Wednesday. I’m going to be a self disciplined money master who has her eyes on the financially-secure, out-of-debt, and rocking-my-life prize. Wanna join? Even if you just pick ONE day sometime this week… can you do it for just 24 hours and not spend money? Just try it… it creates a sense of peace,  control and self discipline in a place that often feels wackadoo (the NYC). Do it with me!

See you on the flip side with the results…..

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I fell off the wagon

The credit card wagon that is. I have used my credit card (palm to forehead). Even AFTER writing I cut up my credit card on Monday and requiring myself to be ridiculously accountable to everyone EVER, I still used my credit card.


Well first of all, the credit card gods wanted a good giggle and two days AFTER I cut up my old card, a new one came in the mail because the  old one had expired. And instead of cutting that one up too, I put it in my wallet “just in case”. I had obviously forgotten that there is no “just in case”.

And then came El Christmas. I knew this was going to happen, I tried to protect myself against it and I still wasn’t successful at not spending a ton of money on Christmas presents. I ended up spending about 250$ for El Christmas and another 250$ somewhere else since November 3rd and here I am, up 500$ in cc debt.

How could this happen to me? I am disheveled, distraught, overwhelmed and utterly panicked. What am I going to do?! I am going to die destitute, no money, no car, no house….

Just kidding. I don’t feel that way. Ok, maybe I felt like an utter failure for about two minutes and then I reverted back to smart JillyP and realized a few things:

#1. I am responsible for these problems, I made the choice to buy those things and it is my fault.

#2. It’s not my fault in the traditional sense. Yes, I made these choices and they have hurt me financially but will I feel guilty about them? No. Will I tear my hair out and cry and whine and complain annoyingly? No.  Will I take responsibility for my actions, make a change and move on? Absolutely.

#3. I will examine WHY I spent money that I shouldn’t have, learn from that and move on with a better more effective action plan for financial success.

Why did I use my credit card? 2 main reasons:

1. I was NOT honest with myself. I was trying to be disciplined concerning habits/patterns/ways of life that I do not, I repeat, do not want to be disciplined about. My favorite things in life are going out to dinner with my friends and reading. That being said I was trying spend 150$ on groceries a month and 50$ on books a month. Yeah, that math does NOT add up. First thing I did  was to ramp both of those amounts up and immediate peace followed.

#2. I wasn’t honest about how much I could put to paying off my credit card each month and how much I could put to savings. Heres the thing. Financial advisors from all different points of view will tell you the same thing: that you need to pay down your credit card first before you contribute anything to your savings. I have tried over the past 6 months to follow this advice. Diligently putting 500$ a month to my credit card and 0$ to my savings. This has gotten me absolutely nowhere. First of all, watching my credit card balance s  l   o  w  l  y  drop is not HALF as nice as watching my savings account balance increase by 100$ extra every month. And believe me, I know all of the math behind paying off the debt first before putting 100$ into savings but it doesn’t FEEL good to put 500$ to my credit card and 0$ into my savings account. I feel no sense of forward movement, no sense of progress, I am discouraged and all I ever look at is my credit card account BARELY lowering and my savings account doing NOTHING. There needs to be a sense of ACCOMPLISHMENT in a POSTIVE way.  Otherwise I wont do it. And  if and when I “need” to use my credit card, I can go to my savings account instead since there is a stash of cash there; there is no longer any excuse for using the credit card.

So my question to you is this: where are you lying to yourself about what you spend your money on? I realized that I was really afraid to admit how much money I spend on food/books a month. I felt like it would bring my “play money” down even more than it already is… but you know what? After I admitted how much I want to spend on groceries every month, I felt relief. I knew what I wanted, I had things mapped out and I had a plan of attack that was actually going to work. What things do you really love buying/can’t live without and what things do you barely buy? Where can you be more honest?

Also, where can you start paying off debt and saving money in a way that feels good but is also in line with your financial goals? If paying off 1000$ a month in credit card debt makes you feel REALLY good, go for it. If paying off only 250$ a month in credit card debt makes you feel good while you put 100$ to your savings, do that. It is a good rule of thumb that you want to try to contribute at least a 100$ over your minimum payment due for your credit card so that you know you’re hitting the principal amount, but if that plus saving a little each month is what makes you feel good and is sustainable, do it.

Ok. I’m back on the wagon. You?

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Just a teeny, weeny, eeny, meeny, little bitty Christmas Rant.

I’m sorry to do this, but it has been nagging at me for a month; I MUST have a tiny rant about Christmas. My parents are going to cry, half of you are going to hate me, but I have to do it.

Christmas Day circa 1997: Christmas was always fun as a kid. I didn’t have any brothers or sisters though, so it wasn’t ever this mad dash at 4 am with 3 other under 10’s to demolish the presents in under 5 minutes, eat all of the peanut butter santas and loll around in an orgasmic chocolate/presents haze for the rest of the day. Christmas was great, but that’s about it.  I loved my stocking presents, sitting around under the tree (I remember the christmas tree falling on me one year) but besides that it wasn’t a huge event in my life. Christmas wasn’t my favorite holiday (Halloween, definitely Halloween) but I liked it and enjoyed it.

Christmas Day circa now: I hate it. It has turned into such a stressful event for me that I am already scheduling what island I am going to go to for 2011 and I will leave on December 23.

Ok, ok, I’ll soften the rant a bit. I’ll start with what I love about Christmas first, so that you don’t think I’m completely bereft of a soul. I love spending time with the fam;  since I’m an only child seeing my cousins is great because they’re the closest things I have to brothers and sisters. I love relaxing at my mom’s house; I’m an excercise fanatic and always have sore muscles and since I dont really like to use my tub in NYC that much, it means that when I get home I get to soak my muscles in the tub, drink some tea with mom and have engaging conversations. I love to see my grandparents- all four of them are still kicking ass and taking names and they crack me up and inspire me immensely. I love the food- there are always sweet potatos, turkey, amazing apple pie, you name it we got it. In short- I LOVE to spend time with my family, they crack me up, inspire me and make me feel grounded and loved.

Now to the good stuff. The nitty gritty.

I HATE buying presents.  I feel like it is the most senseless ritual in the entire world and quite frankly is in DIRECT opposition to everything that I (and you) am trying to accomplish financially. Let me break down for you the sequence of events that inevitably occurs.

1. You scour the aisles for wrapping paper, which ends up costing you 5.99$ a ROLL at CVS (if your neighborhood dollar store has sold out- which of course they HAVE because who would prefer 5.99 wrapping paper over 1$ wrapping paper? Not this chick). (Sidenote: the dollar store is also out of tape. A disgruntled employee working on Xmas eve tells you this with  palpable enthusiasm- she enjoys making you miserable- and she points at the double sided tape as an alternative, the only tape they have left. So you buy it. You wrap all your presents in it. To be continued…)

2. You search for the first practical yet scintillating  goodie that you hope the recipient will both cherish AND use every single day.

3. You begin the anxious hunt for the next 24  gifts that you need to buy for the 24  people in your life who’ve made the “gift cut”.  You furiously check things off your list (if not once, then twice) and go home to wrap these useful yet fascinating (I mean honestly, when have those two words ever described the same thing?) tokens of your love in your 5.99 wrapping paper.

4. You collapse in exhaustion.

(Christmas Day)

5. You nervously hand the recipient their present (whose wrapping paper has been partially destroyed when you stacked the presents on top of each other and ended up having to rip them apart because of the double sided tape…)

5. You watch the recipient riiiiiiippppp whats left of the the preciously procured paper apart and litter it about the inevitably TINY living room that all 24 people are sharing to wrap presents in.

6.. You watch their face fall. They either A) Already have the present or B) Think its a piece of shi* and wonder why you would ever think they would like it.

7. You disappointedly stuff the decimated 5.99-a-roll-wrapping paper into a plastic bag (the CVS bag, the bag that the wrapping paper you bought came in) and take it out to the garbage, slipping and falling on the ice in the driveway landing on your buttocks (forrest gump anyone?).

7.  You stare up at the sky. You wonder what it all means.

I just dont get it. Why are we dedicated to this ritual and this way of life that virtually requires us to consume things? And please don’t get me wrong, I’m really not trying to preach or criticize anyones habits or preferences but this ritual just doesn’t work for me and I feel like there’s no way out. If I don’t buy people presents, I look like a bad person. If I do, I feel bad.

Why can’t Christmas JUST be about spending time with family and friends, creating memories and drinking good wine? Why does it have to include this ferocious sprint to the mall ? I spent about 300$ this year on XMAS gifts and (that was me being cheap)- and I got about 300$ in gift cards/money. So really, we all would have been better off saving 250$ (in a money market emergency account:), setting aside 50$ each for an amazing  dinner somewhere together and calling it a night.

Why does how much I give you = how much I love you?

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In the black

So for the first time in 8 months, I’m in the black. I’m making enough money to eat and have an occasional beer and my account balance is above zero. And let me tell you… it’s a pretty sweet feeling. The anxiety about an overdraft fee or whether or not I can get just ONE Budlight is gone.

But a funny thing has happened; I’m still acting like I’m in the poor house. I walk by stores that have things that I want (lush organic facial masks, lululemon yoga pants, etc.) and I think “OOH I want that, I should buy that!” but the scars from the past 8 months are still here and I end up running away from the store as fast as humanly possible.

I had the privilege of watching Fight Club the other day for the first time. Besides the blood splatters and blown off heads (see JillyP’s boyfriend: “What? You’re afraid of a little violence?” See JillyP: “No sweetheart, I just don’t like BRAIN MATTER”) I absolutely LOVE one of the themes of the film which is ultimately: “What you own, ends up owning you”.

I’ve paid off a huge chunk of my CC debt by moving some old 401K money around (there’s still a lot of debt there though, believe me) and I have enough money to maybe even buy a hot chocolate every once in a while. Only now  the problem is, I don’t want to buy ANYTHING. I confess I am in utter fear of having what few hundred dollars extra I have this month slip into oblivion. SO, to help you and me make sure this doesn’t happen, I’m going to offer some holiday spending tips to help us ALL stay in the black:

Write down everything you buy everyday. This includes: lip gloss at Target, non-fat toffee extra hot lattes, dip and dots at the mall (my personal hometown favorite), everything.  I did this during my extreme month of poverty ( Please see Ugly Hamsters vs Peaceful Poverty for a reference) and had an accountability buddy. So anytime I WANTED to spend money on stupid things… I knew that I’d HAVE to tell someone about it and the sheer fear often kept me from making really stupid decisions. Carry a little notebook or create a list on your phone and write down everything you buy. I can almost guarantee you that your mind will be blown away at how much you spend (and this will help you spend less as a result).

Set a spending limit for each person in your life that you want to shop for and add up all of the totals so that you know exactly how much you plan on spending, in total, on each person. This way you will be  prepared and empowered and not absolutely freaking by January 1rst over how much you spent.

Use yo noggin’. Think about what you think the people in your life really NEED right now-and I’m not talking about material things I’m talking about the emotional/spiritual needs of every person in your life- did your best friend just break up with her boyfriend? ( I.e. instead of buying her expensive perfume, you could buy or MAKE a cheaper calendar dedicated to how amazing and hysterical women are) Does your dad need some encouragement about his job?  (buy him a 19$ career book, not a 45$ tie that he doesn’t even like) Or CREATE something for them… I’m currently working on a little project for all of my nearest and dearest that I don’t want to talk about yet but I think it’s an amazing present and will cost me around 10$ in total for EVERYONE.

Donate to charity in someone’s name. I’m sorry I know this sounds slightly unconventional and NOT in line with our “consumerist” way of life- but quite frankly-I sleep better at night knowing that I donated to the cancer fund in Auntie Jane’s name for Xmas as opposed to buying her a scarf that she cringed at when she opened (and now I’m sitting in bed wondering what the EFF did I buy that for, I should have gotten her the red one….)

BAKE!!! Make TOFFEE or CANDY or speciality CUPCAKES that are hand decorated and packaged for someone…. It’ll give them some deliciousness and they can enjoy it more than once and it costs you SOOO much less…

I hope these little tips help you to become more aware of what your spending and where, and how often and easy it is to let the stuff we own, own us.

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How to avoid shopping for 4 months

July 22nd. I was leaving my current job as a waitress/actress working in NYC to work at a bank. The problem was I was still working at a theater in New Hampshire for the summer and I had been told by no less than 5 people that,  even though my resume stats were great, I had no chance in hell of getting a job at a bank because I had no experience.

See JillyP absolutely DE-TER-MINED to get a job at a bank (try to tell me I can’t do something, just TRY!) but since I had been waiting tables for the past two years I had no suitable “office work” clothes. So I went shopping with two of my most hysterical friends at the outlets, accepting or denying clothes based on the strict criteria of whether or not they “worked at a bank”. Point: I left Banana Republic that day spending over 350$ on my credit card for “fall clothes” then spent the rest of the day with LITERAL heart palpitations, nausea and panicking. I needed a beer (and unfortunately for me, any time I’m in need of a beer for stress related issues, it usually makes things TEN times worse; so of course I had a beer and felt worse. shhhheeeeetttt).

Since then, I haven’t been shopping. How have I done this?

I plan and BATCH my shopping for the season ahead.  Once a season I shop at outlet malls (still good quality clothing) and don’t randomly shop. If you do, you’re going to be way more prone to emotionally shop and as we just learned, that ends with beer and nausea which is gross. Even though that fated day of July 22  took probably 6 months off my life because of the stress, it was good to do because  I bought ALL that I needed for fall/winter. Even though I’m not wearing new shoes EVERY week, I still look really great and get complimented all of the time. I would bet you that last year between July and November I at least doubled the 350$ I spent on just emotionally unconcious spending.

I dont buy something unless I’d regret NOT buying it. I work in midtown Manhattan and  there are, I’d say, five of my favorite stores less than 3 blocks away at all times just begging to fill my retail desires. If there is something that I think I need/want/have-to-have I ask myself how I would feel if I left the store and didn’t buy it. Would I think about it later? 9 times out of 10 the answer is no and I can throw the item back on the display (haHA! You were trying to trick me into buying you but I OUTSMARTED YOU!) If I DO want the item, I put it on hold. The stores ALWAYS hold things for at least 24 hours. If it means that much, is that important, I WILL come back for it and its worth it. In Short: I ask myself: “If I got home tonight and didn’t buy that thing  will i still be thinking about it? If the answer is yes I put it on hold and then come back for it- if the answer is no, I put it down gracefully, smile softly over my personal triumph and leave.

I don’t bring my wallet on errands, I carry cash. When I go our for lunch/errands, it stays at my office. It sucks because I want everything (starbucks, new pretty blue earrings, arepas at the street fair today (corn bread with mozz cheese in the middle- don’t even get me started…) but it has to be done. As I’ve said in I cut up my credit card on Monday, if something is that life threatening, it will not require a cc first and anything else just isn’t. that. important.

 I change up my outfits and dress for my body type. (This is for all the ladies out there) I have 5 or 6 “go-to” items of clothing and I mix and match them up in all different variations. I get a compliment EVERY time I go out (I’m not kidding) and half of the time its on things that my friends have seen before but are seeing differently because it’s paired with something else. (And I also have amazing friends who would never judge me on whether or not my clothes were brand new, etc. )

 I stop, I sit, I think. I ask: Will this blah-blah-blah really make me happy? Then I repeat this process until I either stop lying to myself and move along or until I decide I really do need it and only then I’m allowed to buy it.

Hope these little tips help a bit!

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Ugly Hamsters vs. Peaceful Poverty

I read this story of a woman who is going on a spending fast for the next year: http://melaniespring.com/blog/fasting-time-to-start-saving  (amazing goal btw) and I started to think about shopping myself…

I haven’t been shopping since………… July 22 (I’m really good with dates and days- trust me on this). However only a year ago at this time I would  shop every 3 days or so- just to look extra delicious because I was working at this bar, and there was this guy that I really liked and… not a fond memory so we’re just gonna keep on trucking…

Since its been what feels like years since I’ve tried on a pair of jeans… I’ll relive my typical shopping experience for a minute:

First feeling: excitement. Seeing all of those glittery tank tops and cut off jean shorts (love those) swimming in front of me at Forever 21 and the Gap, I’d get giddy over how amazing I was guaranteed to look wearing them. But then another feeling would slowly creep in to accompany this idyllic haze: claustrophobia. I felt like a hamster running on that little wheely thing, my thoughts hypergeared: “that’s cute and that’s pretty and that’s BEYOOOTIFUL and wait, I’ll look  skinny if I wear that, I’ll be *sexy* if I wear that…” and at the end of it all an overwhelming sense of “I’m-never-gonna-have-enough” would hit me DEEP down and I’d throw down all of my preciously procured $3 thongs and elbow my way out of Forever 21 in a huff.  I wanted to buy everything and flounce around in it all but I was never going to get everything I wanted and somewhere deep down I knew that if I did it still wouldn’t feel good.   I defined myself by how my jeans made my a** look, how much my hair bounced and I completely forgot that my beauty and attractiveness came from how sincerely I could look someone in the eye and truly speak to them. The more I shopped, the more I forgot.

Fast forward to today. I haven’t shopped in 4 months and I must confess-the idea of new running shoes or lululemon workout pants is di-vinnnnne… but I am more happy now (not having shopped for 4 months) than I ever have been in my life. I don’t feel like an ugly hamster on a wheel just trying to “keep up”, I get home from work and rest and relax instead of scouring the sales bins at H&M, I cherish what I cook because frankly when you’re lacking funds, food is the one necessity that you can’t REALLY get away with not buying  and therefore enjoy to the fullest (please see recent post on Freezer Chicken). This is all while my “work” heels are so broken and worn down that I’m clicking on the last remnant of the heel (the metal), I’m recycling the same 5-7 outfits to work every week, and I  haven’t had a dinner out at a nice restaurant in…. I honestly can’t remember.

But I read more. I laugh more. I engage more.  So even though this current state of poverty isn’t exactly comfortable, it’s turning out to be quite… peaceful.

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I cut up my credit card on Monday.

I have 50$ for the next two weeks (for groceries, car bombs, laundry, and truck dudes-see last post), but it needed to be done. This could be considered insane considering my financial situation. I know this, and maybe not everyone will agree with my decision (“what if there’s an emergency?”) but I. Am. Sorry. It needed to be done.

No wait, I’m not sorry. I am thankful that I FINALLY have decided to cut the shi* and take responsibility for my financial life in a scary, but definitive way.

Here’s why I did it:

 1. I live in New York City. If ANYTHING happens to me that is THAT IMPORTANT, ATROCIOUS, LIFE THREATENING, I can guarantee you that it will not require a credit card first.

If something does require one, then it can wait. Or there are ways around it. Ask for a payment plan at the dentist (my current situation). If you drive,  give someone your ATM card to hold when your car gets stranded (and you have no way of paying the guy immediately but can ask your significant other, parent, grandparent, etc. for money to borrow). There is always a way out.

For me, as long as that credit card stayed in my four-year-old purse (really, what do I buy if my purse is four years old?), it would be used. Especially because it’s October and Christmas is coming.  Psychologically, the idea of not being able to buy my mother presents would hurt me more than seeing my credit card debt go up. ( I understand that this is a misguided “paradigm” shall we say; I should instead shower her with love and affection not things she’s never going to use…)

2.  The debt shi* has got to end. I’m getting a huge bonus this year. And none of that money is mine. It belongs to Target Visa. And that SUCKS. All I’ve bought of note with that card was my computer two years ago. I literally cannot name one purchase I have made with it since-besides alcohol at the bar. I’m serious (and I dont have like, 500$ in credit card debt. Its not pretty, believe me…more on this later).

3. Cutting my card supports the “what do i really need” theme that is hitting me so hard over the head that I can only conclude that it is exactly where I’m supposed to be in my life; defining my true values and aligning my life with them.

I only need: Food, Water, Shelter, and Clothing to survive winter in NYC.

You want to know how I felt the second after I did it? Relieved. Isn’t that funny? Relieved! Like a weight had been lifted off my shoulders. Even though I may be out of money in a day, I’m ok with it. If it means that I have broken this cycle of debt to payment and not really being in control, I feel RELIEVED. Its OVER. I can start again.

So I guess what will follow will be more trials and tribulations related to Freezer Chicken and Truck Dudes but I’m looking forward to them. I am currently eating really bad chilli (its basically marinara sauce) that I made in hopes of sustaining myself for a week- but you know what? I’m sucking it up. Chilli that was supposed to be delicious is terrible but I have all my teeth and limbs and I dont have to walk ten miles in the snow to get to school, etc., etc.

See? Things are more in perspective than they have been in over 2 years.

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Freezer Chicken, Spin Cycles, and Truck Dudes- how I survived on 67$ in one week in NYC (groceries included).

I was not in a “good way” financially a while back and I think the things I did to survive and the lessons I learned are worth noting. It helped me to realize that even when you’re really financially f*****- there’s always a way out.

 A few things I did to keep my sh** together during these hard times:

  1. Borrowed paper towel rolls from work. I needed them and they were readily accessible so they were just… borrowed.
  2. Borrowed toilet paper from work. See above.
  3. Borrowed hand soap from work. See above. (I’m not a terrible person I swear, just a girl who needed to wash her hands and lucky enough to have a place of work that wants to help her do this).
  4. Washed needed-for-tomorrow-clothes in the bathroom sink. Frankly, the only way it’s different from using the laundry mat is that I don’t have a spin cycle button.
  5. Attacked the freezer. I had so much damn chicken that I had never used. Shame on me.
  6. Ate the same thing every day. Things get much easier when you buy in bulk, and a meal that is composed of freezer chicken and sautéed red onions is only around 2$ (freezer chicken= 0$ and onions= 2$.)
  7. Bought .75 cent coffee at one of the truck dudes instead of 4$ coffee at Starbucks. 3 benefits here: 1. This .75 cent coffee is TEN times better than Starbucks. 2. The truck dudes need the moolah more than Starbucks. 3. I’m just using 3 to justify the fact that even in dire financial straights, coffee is necessary- I don’t care what you think.
  8. Got books at the freaking library. I love, love, cannot-say-it-enough, love books and I need to read ALL of them but for the love of Zeus, why have I always bought them? Besides my nearest and dearest, books only take up space and the library is WAY more amazing then my little brain could have ever conceived; especially here in NYC.


A few things I realized I could do to provide for myself during REALLY hard times:

  1. Eat only the food from work. That way I never have to spend a dime. (I work in a special place).
  2. Shower at the gym. If I ever get kicked out of my apartment (not happening, but still a valid concern) I can pay 20$ a month (cheap gym!!!) like the homeless lady does and shower there every day while still toning my hammis- everyone wins.
  3. Sleep on friends couches. My friends love me and I love them and I’ve seen most of their couches and they ARE comfy so I’d be ok.

 See? Its never that bad. You can always find a “way”.

 The Most Important Part:

I realized that I’ve gotten into this nasty habit of thinking my WANTS are my NEEDS. I do not NEED Starbucks, I do not NEED 3lbs of wild caught Alaskan salmon, I do not NEED to buy the Eat Pray Love CD so that I can increase my multi-cultural listening pleasure.

After this week of spending only 67$- including groceries I might add- I realized how little I NEEDED and was able to focus more on the important things: why am I here? where am I going (metaphorically speaking)? I think we all get so caught up in CONSUMING (to fill some type of void)… that we forget how to be grateful for what we have right now instead of focusing on what we want tomorrow.


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How personal finance knowledge can make you look sexy at a bar

How? Please, continue…

Have you ever walked into a room and had the wind knocked out of you by someone near by? (We’re gonna use a woman for this example). You look at her and there’s this visceral reaction of jealousy and admiration; you want to pick her apart mercilessly while simultaneously becoming her very best friend? Well I have, and let me tell you I’ve spent many hours examining WHY this person makes me feel this way and I’ve come to a few conclusions:

1. She doesn’t need ANYONE to be happy. She is happy as a clam all by herself at the bar, chatting it up with a bartender or a random person near by.

2. She can chat with everyone because she is extremely confident- never projecting “they wont want to talk to me”  rather “oh, they look interesting, I want to talk to them”.

3. She doesn’t need anyone to buy her a drink; she can buy it all by herself-thank-you-very-much. And as a result of all of her chatting from one and two, someone usually buys her a drink anyways. (Even if they don’t, she can still pay for her drink plus a BIG tip).

4. She radiates beauty. And no, I’m not talking 36-24-36 beauty. I’m talking about the “I-have-my-shit-together-because-I-can-support-myself-and-its-effing-awesome-type-beauty”

5. She looks put together and relaxed. Even if she has a mound of curls on her head and is sporting cowboy boots- She is in control of her life and she knows it.

The connection I’m trying to make is this: knowing your financial situation allows you to be in control, and because you are in control, you are confident and because you are confident you are *sexy*. Having a savings account that you automatically contribute to, knowing exactly (to the dollar) how much you get paid each month, contributing to a 401K, keeping cc debt low to nothing, and still enjoying the things in life that are important to you… all of these things enable you to feel strong and most importantly, attractive.  And as a result you are *sexy* and everyone wants to buy you a drink at the bar. See? Everyone wins!!!:)

P.S. I know all of the things I said about 401K’s, cc debt low to nothing, etc. sound like a Willy-Wonka-dreamworld-esque-club that you didn’t get the evite to, but believe me, I’m with you and I have many plans for us to get our shit together financially…:) Stay tuned!

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Crazy naked people saving me 155$ a month

I had an  altercation at my 20$ a month gym the other day that put a few things into perspective for me. I was going into the sauna room to relax because I had just run a half marathon (!!!) and my muscles were in need of some serious chilling (or shall we say, heating:).  As I walked into the sauna I heard someone from around the corner yelling something but since I didn’t see any reason why this would be directed at me,  I ignored it. The screeching continued and suddenly a completely naked, soaking wet elderly woman came barreling around the corner squawking at me to take off my clothes and “wash myself”.

“Excuse me?”

“Take off your clothes and wash yourself before you get into that sauna room-you are going to get your toxins EVERYWHERE!!”

Now, since I didn’t know what a disaster these freely flowing toxins were going to cause, under normal-nicely-requested-circumstances,  I would have been happy to shower first to make her feel more comfortable. But since I was shocked and she was rude, I simply asked her to please stop yelling at me. She continued berating me for my lack of sauna etiquette anyways, lumbering back and forth from the steam room to the sauna to the shower and back again. Her final doozy:  “Not everyone needs to sweat in the sauna, this is NOT a weight loss club- I know that’s what you’re using it for. ”

Excuse me?

<Expletives followed, we can skip those>.

<Very. Deep. Breath.> At this point I  understood that this woman had gotten under my skin (in spite of myself) and got into the shower to take a moment to remind myself that a crazy naked woman yelling at me in the shower room is really not the worst thing that can happen to me when- lo and behold- she comes out the steam room STILL yelling: “This club, there’s always something with this club, no towels, no soap, etc. etc” and  RIPS open my SHOWER CURTAIN to ask if there was soap in my soap dispenser.

I know. Your mouth is WIDE open at this point. MINE too.

By this time though- I had reached a place of peace after cursing out a completely naked stranger and come on- she could be OUT OF HER MIND- so I again asked her to leave me alone. Finally, realizing the error of her ways,  she walked away- still screaming about the  club’s lack of amenities and my, MY, obvious mental deficiencies.

Fast forward to this morning with my guest pass to 175$ a month gym. There was *ivy* lining the stairs on the way down to the main fitness area, there were WARM towels waiting for me at every turn, there was shampoo, conditioner, body wash, body lotion, hair dryers, razors, amazing classes and equipment- it was  LOVELY; they had EVERYTHING.  And the people were a little more contained and polite there so I don’t think naked women would yell at me.  If it was even remotely possible for my to afford to belong there, I would. In a HEARTBEAT. But I can’t.

However when I look at this another way, there are crazy people at 175$ too. They just come in a different form- some are utter perfectionists who move my stuff when I’m there- if its in “their way” ( in front of their “portion” of the mirror) and there is an element of elitism that bothers me.

Also, my gym is never crowded. It’s around the corner from my work so that I can go during lunch, run a few miles, take a shower and still be gone for only about an hour. And the staff is lovely- the staff at 175$ gym can be kinda uppity.

So I guess what I’m trying to say is that I got something positive out of this naked-lady-in-the-shower-fiasco:  Instead of focusing on all that I don’t have and can’t afford and the crazy situations that result, I focus on the idea of one day working (as a fitness instructor) at the 175$ a month gym- so that I dont have to pay as much to belong- and maybe even holding the stock one day- if it goes public:) I think about using the spa there and showering leisurely and happily while listening to great music.  As I do this- I’m intending and creating happiness and wealth for myself. My 20$ gym could easily- and I mean EASILY frustrate me and make me angry- “I can’t even afford a good gym”- but I refuse to feel that way about it. It’s 20$ a month and although crazy naked women scream at me and the machines are broken half of the time and a homeless woman occasionally washes her clothes there (not proven but I have my suspicions), people still smile at me when I walk in the door, I get a good workout, and I’m saving myself 155$  a month. And as we all know- soon i’m going to be so rich that 175$  a month will seem like chump change.

Keeping the eye on the prize:)

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