Today I found myself texting my husband pictures of things I would want if we weren’t so “poor.” I’d love this Nate Berkus monitor stand, an updated stereo system for my car (playing my ipod through my car isn’t too much to ask, right?!), a couple of area rugs to tie our home decor together, and of course makeup–always makeup.
After spending a lot (and yes, a lot by anyone’s standards) of money on hospital, moving, rent, utility, and car bills, we really do need to budget.
Still, I find myself wondering why am I calling myself “poor”?
I am not poor, and I need to change that mentality. And the likelihood is that you (if you are in your twenties) need to change that mentality, too.
For crying out loud, I have a roof over my head and food in my fridge.