“When our kids were your age,” a friend said to me the other day, “we were always in the red.”
She nodded. “We were way over budget–for years.”
I nodded, even though I didn’t want to believe it.
“Wait till they’re both in school,” she said. “You won’t be paying for childcare, and it’ll be much cheaper.”
Then I chanced across a random quote by some dead white guy whose name I can no longer recall. “It’s not a real problem if money can fix it,” he said.
Which reminded me of something someone said to me last year, when things were really heating up. “Throw some money at it,” she said. “Ask your sitter for a few more hours so you can do something for yourself. Or go get a massage–that’ll help.”
Which makes me wonder: so where, exactly, are we supposed to be coming up with all this extra money? I don’t know about you, but boy oh boy, all this part-time work I’ve cobbled together since my kids have been born is really raking in the big bucks! One day, perhaps. Until that day, a monkey could do my taxes in his sleep. And probably has.
So what about all the money we spend on food, diapers, medicine, pets and the rest of our 1800 monthly incidentals. And don’t even get me started on the house! Especially since our furnace died last month and Ken spent a good two weeks trying to talk me into hiring Sears to put in a new one. (If you didn’t know which generation I hail from, you certainly do now. Does anyone below the age of 70 even shop at Sears, much less know what it is?). After a few weeks of blissed-out spousal wrangling, cooler (I mean, stubborn) heads finally prevailed and we hired a local firm that ended saving us a solid grand. Yee-gads.
And none of this even takes into account the arguments over pocket spending, retirement accounts or any one of the 800,000 zillion other monified topics out there (like what kind of value your family of origin put on money, and whether or not you’re a spender or saver at heart). Talk about some complicated and emotionally-charged stuff. Shouldn’t we at least be bring these discussions into the light?