@BornSecular Yeah, this is me. For whatever reason, the numbers I see on a computer screen are way more real to me than actual dollar bills. Once it's out of the account, I am GOING to spend it; the only question is on what.
I've only had a credit card for a year and a half and have no other credit history, and they won't approve me for any more than $750. I have it set up to be due the day after my midmonth (aka, non-rent) paycheck goes through, and since that's more than $750, I can always pay it on time. Unfortunately since I had no credit history it's one of those blanket 1% cash back deals. I wish I could get something with tiered rewards for groceries or restaurants, but I applied for an Amazon card a couple months ago and they rejected me, so ... once spurned, twice shy, or whatever. (And STILL every time I place an order on Amazon they try to sell their card to me. What is the point of advertising things you won't follow through on???)
Tonight: yoga class or run (free), and then going out with friends ($40) Tomorrow: hopefully another yoga class or run depending on the weather (and how much I drink tonight), farmer's market visit ($15), then a house party ($10 for wine) Sunday: No plans, but let's allot $30 for unexpected brunch/takeout/drugstore/grocery expenses. = $95.
@hopelessshade Haha, my friends and I call it "the sadz," in an attempt to inject some humor in the situation. (It sort of helps.)
Ugh, I relate to so much of this. Especially the situations where you can keep it together - I feel like most of the time when I'm in public/with friends/at work/etc. I'm either genuinely happy or at least able to fake it enough, but if I spend more than an hour or so alone at home it turns into a one-way ticket to despair and self-loathing.
I called the New York Times to cancel my Sunday home delivery - they got me on a good deal back in January, but the last two months' worth of papers have been lying unopened in a pile in my room. I feel sort of bad for not supporting journalism, but also I am broke, so.
80% of the furniture in my house has, as far as I can tell, been gifted by past tenants who were too lazy to move it out. There are four bedrooms; three of the former residents moved out in November, and when I and my current roommates replaced them, we were presented with copious kitchenware, a living room with three couches and a coffee table, a separate table for the entrance area, a dining room table and chairs, and copious common-area shelving. It's kind of weird, but God knows that if I had to purchase and transport the furnishings for an entire house every meal would be an indoor picnic.
I live in DC with three roommates (although one lives in the basement, so I only share the kitchen with two people and the bathroom with one) and pay 37% of my take-home on rent. I would love to be paying less - right now I have to seriously discipline myself in order to save more than $100 or $150 a month, and I'm not a profligate spender.
@aeroaeroaero I had to read this exchange three times to figure out that you were not actually having a conversation with yourself. Apparently my brain stops reading usernames after the first two letters ...
I am basically struck dumb by people my age who manage to keep another human being (or two!) alive, seeing as I can barely manage to keep my own self fed and watered at 26, but I did want to say A++ on those baby names!!! Iris is #1 on my mental list of girl names, and Fiona switches between #2 and #3, depending on how much Fiona Apple I've been listening to lately.