This September is kicking off my first attempt at a series. I’m going to look at things you should and should not be doing during each decade in effort to prepare myself (and loyal readers – 13 of you guys) for the future. And maybe pat myself on the back a little for making some…
So now we’ve calculated your net worth. Based off your net worth, we’ve set up budgets for each month. Now is the time to start building an emergency fund, because you never know what life is going to throw at you… and mostly, it seems to like cruel tricks. The idea of an emergency fund…
I am awful at budgeting. Seriously awful. Mostly because I’ve been pretty lucky to not have to worry too much about money most of my life, I sort of just have an idea of what’s happening in my checking account and try to keep my expenditures under that. Once in a while I fail and…
Wallstreetsurvivor.com – my new favorite toy. It gives you $100,000 to “play” the stock market. You invest in what you want and watch it grow – or not. So far, I am not doing great. I researched a few stocks in two markets I was curious about – one was value/discount chains (I read an…
In my continuing research to become less of a financial moron, I’ve stumbled upon Investopedia. It’s popped up in a few different places on the web as a site to check out, so I finally did. Overall, I’m not super excited about their articles. I don’t feel their website is really clear and easy to…
I really like Kiplinger magazine. A lot of stuff in there goes right over my head. But plenty doesn’t. And over the course of my now two years subscription, a little less goes over my head than it used to. I figured that since my last update was definitely about what NOT to do, this…
At least it’s not this… The family still has between 15,000 and 20,000 beanie babies. But they admit despite how dire the circumstances are now, the beanie babies could come around again. “I guess we’ll see who’s crazy in 20 years,” the film ends.
I haven’t actually forgotten about this blog, the reason I haven’t posted actually goes back to the premise under which I started this blog. It’s that I have no idea what I’m doing and would love, love, love to not spend my retirement under a bridge, in a cardboard box, eating hobo beans. I tried…
By every account I’ve found so far, if I want any hope of not retiring to a cardboard box under an overpass, I will need to invest in stocks (or write the next Harry Potter book). To me, this is terrifying on many levels: A. I do not want to live under an overpass. There…