Sunday, April 18, 2010

Spring Cleaning

I sit here at the good ol' neighborhood laundromat, washing about a months worth of clothes, and thinking intently about my finances. This last week was a pretty hefty one in terms of spending. I had spring fever and felt it necessary to buy new clothes and various oddities.


Now, I have just paid off my credit card and I felt that eek oh my goodness feeling. 
Almost like I had landed on Boardwalk, which had hotels built on it.


Today, I spent a lot of time organizing. 
I organized my junk drawer and the crap under my bed. I washed all my laundry. I pulled out the summer clothes and put away all the winter clothes. I bagged up the stuff that I no longer wear nor ever will again. I looked at the epic catastrophe of a closet and decided to save that for another day.
And now -- I need to organize my finances. 
I am not an over spender or a wreck with money. But, I am not apt to follow a principal of frugality either.
I usually make more than I spend and I always pay my rent, bills and credit card bill. 
A friend of mine has this theory. It goes something like this: we are young, single, out of college, working five days a week, and living in fairly inexpensive abodes. Thus, this is the time in our life where we can buy that cute dress if we want, go out to eat for Saturday dinner and Sunday brunch, and then purchase a new pair of shoes. 


It is true. We can. But, at the same time, I need to smarten up.
I have financial goals. And this week -- kind of put a slight damper to them.
Not hindering them fantastically. But not encouraging them either.
There is still hope. But, I need to put limits.
I need to recognize that I don't need a pedi-egg.
Nor more lil' tennis shoes.
So, from now on, I am going to be better.

And now all of my clothes are dry. And I best be on my way. But I will go home and piece together one of those things with your money details on it ... what do you call it?
Whatever it is called -- that is what I am going to do!

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