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Thursday, February 28, 2008

i hate money...

Hate is a strong word, but I think it's the way I really feel about money. I hate not having money. I hate having money. I hate spending money. I hate not spending money. I hate how I mismanage the money I make for my family most of all.

But, of course, we need money, or some other means of trade by which we get goods and services. Were we a more enlightened society, perhaps we wouldn't need money. Worth would be valued differently, probably more tangibly. But for now, we equate "value" with "worth," right?

Anyway, back to how I mismanage money. I screwed up this pay period, and it's really angered me. I have a problem, you see, with neglecting our accounts. I should keep closer track, think about everything that affects them. Instead of seeing a balance, when I look at them, I need to see how it's divided up. When I see a balance, I get confused and forget that 90% or more of that balance is already spoken for by auto-paying bills, and other expenses. This pay period, I forgot, and we're in the red until next pay period.

Why should I lay this out there for all of you to see? Why should I admit to the world that our accounts are less than zero from now until the tenth of March? Because if you live check to check like we currently do, with very little savings, you need to go check your accounts more often. You need to be sure you don't do what I do. Learn from my mistakes, not your own, for that would be too costly.

: toadman : at Thursday, February 28, 2008 |