Showing posts with label money. Show all posts
Showing posts with label money. Show all posts

Thursday, May 21, 2009

U$ & Money

Ever since I first started contracting, someone has always been telling me that I need to do something with my money. Think about your future they say. I could really careless about money and I may be wrong in thinking like that, but it's the truth. I want to be able to enjoy the money I have while I'm young and have it. Recently while I was home, I did drop $10k into an IRA. Is that good enough? Will you lay off now?

For those of you who really know me, you know that I can be an ass or the greatest person ever. Right? If I'm able, while I'm able, I will bend over backwards to help a family member or friend out. People usually talk to me and say that I'm a good listener and can give good advice. So, if all that is true, then why if you are in need, is it hard for you to ask me for help? I never thought of myself as the unapproachable type. Pride? Dignity? Whatever. We all need help every now and again, and if you can't bring yourself to ask for it, then you deserve whatever comes your way.

Granted, I don't like dealing with money and friends and family. It's just not good and never will be. I'm not one to exile a friend or family member for borrowing money and not paying it back. Just don't ever ask again. Yes, I do however keep track of it all. I can tell you where every single penny has gone of my money from April 2008 to present. I'm just anal like that.

When I get back home, things may change, but I highly doubt it. I have a new car to get and a lot of traveling to do. Saving money isn't fun. I don't get any kind of joy out of looking at my bank balances. What I do get joy out of is spending! *smiling* To each their own.

Wednesday, May 20, 2009

Continuous Working Brain

For me, last night I went to bed early, about 0100. Yeah, that's early for me. I wasn't able to go straight to sleep though. My brain was non-stop working! Right before going off to count sheep is when I start to think about anything and everything. This is what was on my brain last night.

I couldn't stop thinking about money. For the longest I've always had this feeling that I'm supposed to have access to basically an unlimited amount of money. Do I go back home an play the lotto and win? I know that you can't win if you don't play. May be I should start having someone play some numbers for me? Anyways, I already have it worked out. Aside from investing, I would do good with the money.

First, I would start with my family. I wouldn't give them any money. I would set them down, one group at a time, and get them out of debt, a new vehicle if they need it, a new home if they need it and then I'd go on to my very dear friends. I would do the same for them as well. Before anything happened, it would be stated that I'm only going to ask once, ONCE. If I were to ask you to open up your financial stuff to me so that I could begin paying them off and you were like, "Aww that's really sweet of you, but I couldn't allow you to do that", then guess what, I wouldn't. I wouldn't be doing any of it out of charity, I would be doing it because I was in a position to do it and most of you know what a giving person I am.

After everyone was taken care of, I would want to set up some type of program or organization that allowed me to help the less fortunate. I would want to create some type of business that allowed me to give people the opportunity to learn a new skill or work on their current skills, at the same time, being a productive business. I would donate money to improve or acquire items needed for the schools of my babies. I would want to also start up a program or organization for single parents who have to work, that would have a place for their children to hang out after school which allowed them access to tutors and entertainment.

Once I felt comfortable with what I have done, I would want to finally take a family vacation where a passport was needed. When I was finished with that, I would then want to take a vacation with my dearest friends, where also a passport would be needed.

While thinking about all that, I also had to deal with my restless leg syndrome! Yes it's real and yes I have it!


Sometimes it really sucks and I feel like I'm going to go freaking crazy! Does anyone else that I know suffer from this?