Happy new week, guys! How has your September been thus far? Mine has been all over the place, but we move!
I had other plans for today’s blog post, but I realised something about myself that I’d like to fix, so maybe you guys could help me?
I’ve always been good at saving money. Even as a child, I used to save towards things I wanted to buy (that’s if my mother didn’t “borrow” my money and not return it) As a teenager, I would save my snack money and any handouts I got, for the sake of having a little bit of financial freedom.
Mo’ money, mo’ problems?
Now, this wasn’t a bad trait to develop, especially as a child. What was bad, was the fact that I had issues with spending my money. I wasn’t a spendthrift. I was more of a miser.
Actually, the word miser seems a tad bit harsh, but I’ll still use it because I’m calling myself out TODAY!
My saving skills have followed me to adulthood, and so have my miser ‘skills’.
Don’t get me wrong. I have absolutely no problem spending money on others. If I want to buy you a gift, I most definitely would in a heartbeat (I would have a budget, of course!). However, when I want to buy MYSELF something, it’s a whole problem. Necessities are all well and good, but wants? That’s a no-no!
I’ve always known about this problem and in all honesty, I don’t know where it stemmed from. It’s quite obvious that it stemmed from childhood, but I don’t know what event caused my ‘miser’ behaviour to come about. I’m genuinely confused about that.
A blessing & a curse…
Being good at saving is a blessing for me, but being stingy with spending is a curse I absolutely, positively hate.
The worst part is that I’m not even living from hand to mouth. I just worry about how to to get the money I spent back. It’s a horrible habit, I tell you!
What sparked this already existing irritation in me happened yesterday. I wasn’t having the best of days. My entire weekend wasn’t the loveliest, to be frank with you. So, in an attempt to lift my mood, I thought of ordering some takeout. Now, this isn’t bad, right?
The breaking point…
The thing is that the moment this thought crossed my mind, I began to spazz out because I didn’t want to spend any money. The idea of exchanging my money for some comfort food completely threw me off, which made me go like “what the heck is wrong with you??”
I was so irritated by myself that I went and got that takeout. That moment in particular was when I decided that I have a serious problem that needs some quick fixing…
Now that I have willingly exposed this horrid trait of mine to you guys, I’m asking for your help.
Do you have any tips that could help me, and potentially someone out there when it comes to such a situation?
Are you a ‘miser’ of sorts and what are your coping mechanisms?
Do you have issues with money, be it being bad at saving, being a spendthrift or a miser like me?
Let me know in the comments so we can help each other out!
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