So today’s activity with Nick got a little interesting. We got to talking about the bills since today is the first day of the month, and he wanted to know how I go about figuring everything out. I have to do it a little differently than most people since I don’t have a traditional bank account. There is NO WAY I’m giving my hard earned money to the idiots at U.S. Bank or Wells Fargo, or even a credit union. So here is how it works for the two of us that I explained:
All we have is the prepaid debit cards from WalMart. Yea, I know it is still a bank that I’m giving my money to to hold on to, but at least as far as I know they aren’t loaning it out to anyone else.
So when Nick, me, and our friend Jesse who is a year older than me were sitting at our dining table munching on chips and salsa, I told him that I have four debits cards. And each one has it’s own purpose. The first one gets 10% of my paycheck to go towards retirement. And when it gets enough on it I’ll figure out what to do with it. The second card gets 50% of our monthly bills put on it per paycheck. So that is our rent, utilities, NetFlix, Hulu, Amazon, Pandora, Legal Shield, and the what not. The third card gets our budget for food for the two weeks, and the fourth card gets what remains, and that is our spending cash for the pay period.
And I guess you could say that I have five cards because I then transfer some money from the spending cash account over to a card that Nick has his allowance. OMG I said it, and I said it to him. Even though we have been doing this for months we never thought of it as an allowance. He had a weird look on his face when he came to that realization. And so did I, I guess.
I know that this HAS to sound like a totally unorthodox way to do it, but it works for me. There is no way we can over spend on extra stuff and then be without food since they are two different accounts. We can’t accidently spend our rent money and get thrown back out on the street. The money we made “before” we made an agreement not to touch. Sometimes it’s hard. It’s there and sometimes has a flashing neon sign on it saying “spend me”. But so far we have resisted. We don’t live the slumpy suburbs, but we don’t have a mansion in Beverly Hills either. We have a good place for us, in a great middle-class location.
We don’t want to live with nothing, but at the same time, we don’t need a lot of “stuff” either. We have enough to make us happy, and we have each other to make us happier. And I think that is really what counts. I’ve been in some super fancy, super rich, houses, and it nearly makes me gag. I’ve seen it first hand that the people who have nothing are the richest. And if you want me to explain that send me an Ask or a Fan Mail. But I think you’ll know what I mean. I’ve only told a few close friends about how much I have in my personal savings account from the “job” and it shocked them. And I know I have an inheritance coming from my mom and dad when I turn 25 that I have not asked the amount of. I only know that it is enough to live comfortably for a long time.
So I told Nick that on each pay day I would show him the balance on each account so he can get involved with helping to pay the bills, and know where the money is going. We were used to doing a job, and then having a bunch of money to spend. Now he sees me working a lot and we only get to spend a little. It throws you off. And it’s hard to get used to. I know if something drastic were to happen we wouldn’t have to worry to much. I can only imagine about some of the guys that I work with that go paycheck to paycheck if they were to lose the job. They do not want to be where we came from. Nobody does.
That’s today lesson: Budgeting With Ryan. If you would like to attend any other classes just let me know what subject you want to study and I’ll see if I have that available.
Till next time. Love to you all!
~Ryan
[Originally Posted 3/1/15]