Moving for a Relationship and Lessons From My Immigrant Parents

In August 2011 I'd just finished a year of wobbly misery in beautiful South Korea—teaching English—and by the end of it I had several thousand dollars and nothing else. I'd gone to Korea to travel and instead found myself in a swirling pool of depression, unable to connect with most of the excited ex-pats I spoke to, and unwilling to do the work to bridge the gap between myself and Koreans. This slow melt of melancholy meant that I rarely went out of my way to spend money on things, which allowed me to save more money than I knew what to do with. By the end I needed a break, so I took those thousands and went away to bum around in Southeast Asia.

What Marriage (And Remarriage) Has To Do With Money

re-marriage for women is correlated with a number of positives, whereas uggghhhhh staying divorced for a woman can spell d i s a s t e r

My Spouse Confessed to $4,500 of Debt Right Before We Applied for a Mortgage

After a year of looking for and preparing to buy a home, Nick and his wife finally found a place they wanted. They were in the middle of filling out mortgage pre-approval paperwork when Nick's wife stopped him. She had never mentioned it before, but now that they were applying for a loan, it wouldn't be a secret much longer: She had about $4,500 of credit card debt.

Secret Debt Threatened My Marriage

“Debt is like living in the past.” His hands now flapped their emphasis in the air. “How can we move forward into the future if you’re stuck in the past?”

The Cost of Figuring Out a Guy Isn’t Right

I know that traditional wisdom dictates I’ll have to kiss a lot of frogs before I find the right person. Do I have the patience for this? Yes. Does my wallet? I’m not sure.

A Passionate Defense of Taco Bell

Fast food is cheap because it's only made of 3/4 food; the other 1/4 is our childhood memory of how the food should taste.

‘Can We Talk Finances?’ ‘Not Tonight Dear I Have a Headache’

As it turns out, you can't merely wave your hand in a languorous way and say, "Be a dear and invest it in low-cost index funds won't you, Philip? There's a good chap." I mean, for one thing, who is Philip, is he the butler? And if so how does he have access to the accounts?

Shopping With and For My Dying Mother

If you were an anthropologist and you observed my mother's last months, you would inevitably conclude that spending sprees are essential to the dying process. About six hours after she died, my father and I stood together at the kitchen sink, unwrapping individual pieces of silverware with shiny mocha-colored resin handles and dropping them into a large bowl of soapy water. It was a job because there were two tiny rubber bands securing the wrapping to each piece. There was similar set with ivory-colored handles in the pantry, customarily used on holidays and other special occasions.

Love and Debt in a Nearly-Dissolved Marriage

My husband should have known what he was getting into.

Why I Had Kids

Following on Meaghan’s meditation on childrearing and work and the putting-together of grown-up puzzle pieces, commenter Vanderlyn asked the following not-crazy question: "Why do people still yearn to have biological children? Especially when doing so will render one’s life (more) financially tenuous, when there are so many unwanted children already out there, and when the world is already straining under the load of 7 billion of us?"