I'm reminded that I don't fit in a really good niche in the personal finance sphere.
Most of the advice geared towards people looking to save money involves basic suggestions like 'cut cable,' 'brown bag your lunch a couple times a week,' and 'stop buying fancy coffees every day.'
It's a tad harder to find ways to save money when you already pack your own lunch every day (made from leftovers you cooked the night before, with ingredients as basic as you can get), haven't had cable in 10 years, don't have a cell phone, and basically already do all the stuff financial gurus tell you will make a difference.
Like, I'm not going to start smoking again just so I can quit again and save money that way.
I want to be able to pre-pay big chunks against my mortgage every year. I want to maximize my TFSA and RSP every year. I want to live free, under my own steam, knowing I've got something put away for tomorrow but also having enough to enjoy today.
Something tells me I might have to become my own personal finance blog - I'm not going to find the right fit for a thrifty Northern life in PF blog from someone living in TO. I have to figure this stuff out on my own :P
Tuesday, February 24, 2015
Friday, February 13, 2015
Avoidance
I have stayed away from here for a very long time.
I made excuses (I'm on too many platforms, I don't have anything to say, I don't have time) and I dithered.
The truth is, I needed to go away to begin to heal. My transition from life in Faro to life in WH has been tumultuous. If one were to look at the graph of my life since I moved, the general trend is upward, but it's been full of many ups and downs.
I have needed time away to start to find myself again. I recently mentioned to someone that I don't think there's anywhere I am or anyone to whom I am completely honest. I'm constantly putting on different outfits, being different people, editing what I say and what I do depending on who I am with.
It's fucking exhausting.
So, now I get to decide if the exhaustion of being so many different people is more overwhelming than letting some of those people go. I don't know the answer. I may not know the answer in a few weeks. I may not update for another year.
But I'm still here, and I'm getting better.
I made excuses (I'm on too many platforms, I don't have anything to say, I don't have time) and I dithered.
The truth is, I needed to go away to begin to heal. My transition from life in Faro to life in WH has been tumultuous. If one were to look at the graph of my life since I moved, the general trend is upward, but it's been full of many ups and downs.
I have needed time away to start to find myself again. I recently mentioned to someone that I don't think there's anywhere I am or anyone to whom I am completely honest. I'm constantly putting on different outfits, being different people, editing what I say and what I do depending on who I am with.
It's fucking exhausting.
So, now I get to decide if the exhaustion of being so many different people is more overwhelming than letting some of those people go. I don't know the answer. I may not know the answer in a few weeks. I may not update for another year.
But I'm still here, and I'm getting better.
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