What this blog will be:
A way for you to learn the valuable financial lessons of those DSM-IV certified issues I bring to the table of life.
A way for me to share the joys and pitfalls of tightwaddery, ethical rigidity, and paralyzing indecisiveness with the vast reaches of the internet.
What this blog will not be:
Responsible for your mental issues, should you have any.
Responsible for the death of your social life should you take the suggestions herein to heart.
Why this blog's existence is justfiable:
Because you really do want to know how to be such a tightwad that you can save 1/3 of your income even when living like a spendthrift.
Because that which hurts us and makes us miserable ought to be laughed at.
About me:
I'm a twenty-something girl living in the urban Midwest. I've been a tightwad shopaholic for about as long as I can remember. While this hasn't always been good for my social life (who really wants to hang out with the teenager who won't go to movies and would prefer that a trip to the mall end without any money changing hands), it's allowed me to tender my resignation to try to find a job I love during an economic recession.
In the year and a half that I held the entry-level job, I saved up over $10,000 dollars while living as high on the hog as I ever had in my life. This gives me a window of approximately ten months to either make it or find a lovely group home for adults. Here are the secrets of a disturbed mind.
Disclaimer:
Therapy is very wonderful. Medication also helps. And friends.
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