Cat – I don’t want you to forget the feeling of taking a walk at 7:45AM on a Monday morning. For a glorious hour, you are just a person simply enjoying life & nature. Congrats on waking up early, having a bit of a slow morning and enjoying life because you truly deserve it. Work-life balance is so crucial – this is something that this year taught me. In a time where work is just a few steps away at any given moment & the hours of the day blend in with each other, it’s very easy to get sucked in if you’re not careful.
Two years ago, personal finance was a mystery to me.
I didn’t have any grasp on my spending or saving habits and how they fluctuated over time. I thought that in order to invest, I had to spend a lot of time actively buying and selling stocks when apparently, that’s not the only way (or the most successful way) to invest. I didn’t have any concrete financial goals.
At some point after I started working full time and receiving a paycheck, I realized that I should probably figure out how to manage my money.
Today, I’m by no means an expert in any way, but I have a much better grip on my money and what I hope to do with it in the coming years.
This post is for the folks in a similar position – interested in getting their personal finances in check, but totally bewildered on where to start and how it all works.
I thought that since I have consistently felt like I didn’t know what to say here for the past few years, I would go back to basics and report on the latest life chapter of my existence – being an “adult.”
Coming home and seeing my parents is always a little surreal, nostalgic and sad.
surreal because most of my interaction with them now are on the phone so it’s weird coming back and seeing how much our house has changed and all of the new things they’ve bought, and how they prepare for their kids coming home (fresh produce, our favorite foods, etc).
nostalgic because I’m an “adult” now and everything I’m back, I’m a little more mature/grownup/feel less like a kid. And they have less control over me, which is half nice but also…bittersweet
The earliest example of hindsight in my life that I can think of is the eternal ringing through my childhood of my mom telling me to take learning Chinese more seriously because I would “regret it when I’m older.” Continue reading →