The word “luxuries” brings up some pretty strong connotations for a lot of people. Usually, they are associated with frivolous, often unnecessary spending of items, food or experiences we really could have done pretty well without. What they are not usually associated with are rubber boots.
But if you’ve grown up knowing some of the pains of your family not having a lot, you might be familiar with a different kind of luxury. Especially if you’re doing all right for yourself as an adult.
These are luxuries which bring a smile to your face because you didn’t have them as a kid. You might want to share these perceived luxuries with others who don’t have them as well. People who grew up with more material wealth than you might not even recognize it as a luxury at all. But you know better.
I call them rubber boot luxuries.Read More
Just a short update to tell you – I am not dead! And more posts will follow soon as life is starting to fall back into place little by little. I haven’t had time to work on my sidehustle, but I hope to soon!
What a month! November was all about moving, upgrading, driving – and not to forget the exam in the beginning of December. It’s been a crazy ride, and obviously our spending is reflecting that.
I am still feeling anxiety related to whether or not this house is going to be an enormous money-suck. Our downstairs neighbour let on that the chimney sweep had eluded to a mandatory chimney refurbishment not being too far in our future. That’s a $15-20k expense we definitely hadn’t budgeted for, and which the seller had not let on about. My biggest fear is that even though we now have a house, we might have just as much in our savings accounts at the end of my four year contract as we did in the beginning, and I’ll experience the stress of needing a job and not having one all over again – something I had desperately hoped to avoid.
Still, let’s not take all the sorrows in advance. I don’t know if it is the spirit of dreadful black Friday or what it is, but November was the month where I beat all previous Etsy earning records at a whopping $50 in profits after fees and listing costs. Woo! Let’s put a slightly hairy goal in for 2019 and hope to at least double that. If it covers my monthly student loan bill at $150, even better!
I am realizing more and more how much time and energy I need to spend at work just to keep my head above water, so the next couple of years will be primarily focused on that with sidehustles and blogging being forced to take a bit of a back seat. I still enjoy writing for Frugasaurus and hope to continue doing so regularly, but I am also realizing that for my mental health I need to get my priorities in order.
The good thing is that a fresh, clean start of 2019 is just around the corner! And with that new, clean, and hopefully ambitious goals. I want to get my student loan under 200 000 NOK ($25k), double, if not triple my modest sidehustle income (currently around $30-50 pm), re-build the emergency fund back up to 50 000 NOK ($6k) after loosing it to closing costs and hopefully pay off at least 100 000 NOK ($12k, 4%) on our mortgage. The latter I am not quite sure we will manage – but what’s life without a few big, hairy goals?
The rest of December will probably be spent trying to bake some cookies, hang out with friends, try to wrap things up for work and hopefully – hopefully get some sidehustle projects/writing done while we are visiting family for the holidays. There are some advantages to being a morning person after all, and getting more out of the day while visiting family is decidedly one of them.
This one’s for 2019!
As some of you might have noticed recently, I have thrown around the number 2025 around on various social media outlets.
That’s because I am doing something scary. Something I am not very good at doing – namely trying to set a goal and a date for when I want us to have bought and moved into our dream home in the woods/by the sea. Psychologically, this has two effects. One is that I have a specific motivation to work towards. And the other is that the goal is far enough, yet close enough, that I need not be impatient right this very second. It is no lie that I have been pestering Mr. Frugasaurus and my good friend M with any and all cute small farms listed, even if they are completely unrealistic.
I’ve been a bit of a pain, and setting a date as far away as 2025 helps me calm down in the moment. Enjoy life a bit right now, moving to our new house and take a breath. There is a target date and we are saving towards it. We might find a great place which ticks all the boxes before that, but we’ll take one year at a time. Plus, 2025 is a nice, round and symmetrical number that appeals to me.
You might wonder why the featured image for this post is displaying a bathroom.
Surely, any post dealing with disability would more naturally display a picture of a wheelchair, or crutches?
Well, disability is different for everyone. And in our case, it is closely related to that tiled, warm room in the house we all love. For Mr. Frugasaurus this is often where he spends a large part of his day, and on that porcelain throne in particular.
When we go out, there has to be a plan for bathroom access.
Some days we don’t make it out the door at all, well-meaning intentions non-withstanding.
Mr. Frugasaurus has IBS, and that plays a large part in our quest for financial independence and employer independence.
Please, please plant a tree?
It’s related to personal finance, I promise. Well, sort of. It’s related to how we interact with the world and how we take care of it.
This post is going to have math. Not a lot of it, but still some pretty large math. Large numbers that is, and hope. And a little bit of defiance against the technocracy which inflicts so many people, making them unable or unwilling to take simple steps to affect change. Because technology will save us.
Maybe it will, maybe it won’t. But much like an emergency fund and the imfamous , let’s save some money in the bank before we need it, shall we?
And it begins by planting trees. A native tree or a fruit tree or just a pretty tree in your eyes. But do it, plant one as soon as you can and then another next year.
Today, 8th of November, is the international day for banking on values.
Did you know that there is a whole alliance dedicated to transparent and ethical banks? It’s called the Global Alliance for Banking on Values, and it has 55 banks as members all over the world at the time of writing this. I have been trying to bank with the Norwegian member, Cultura Bank, for years. I will write a little bit about my experience with this, and hope you might consider moving your money to an ethical bank too, if it is feasible to you.
Happy November once again! I don’t know where you’re from, but around here a lot of people have some beef with the month of November. It’s neither cozy autumn, nor solstice-December. But I object! November is more than rain, wind and increasingly below-freezing temperatures! It’s also a time for tea, blankets, candles, staying inside, all things cozy and… accountability for all the things we spent on in October.
Will they come and demand I give my frugal card back soon? Because I keep spending money on stuff that is not technically essential, and yet I don’t even have the audacity to regret it.
Happy first of November! We are now, without a doubt, in the candlelit, couch-snuggling, crafts-enjoying, darning part of the year. The weather is turning darker and colder outside, and few things are as nice as coming home and cradling a warm cup.
It is also the part of the year where I start working on my basket of projects and repairs. Summer is just not the right time for it. We’re far too busy enjoying the warm outdoors, visiting friends, foraging and watching sunsets. But when autumn and winter sets in? I know few things more iconic than snuggling up in an armchair, project in hand, maybe a blanket, a cup of tea, preferably a lit fireplace someplace within my line of sight.
I love mending, darning and repairing my old things. It is like an act of love towards an item which has served you well. And added bonus is that I don’t have to buy new things, which is a hassle I just don’t enjoy.
So when I was actually asked to illustrate how I repaired hankies… how could this crafty granny (in a young person’s body) resist??
I think there is this general attitude amongst us people in this capitalistic world – that if you can afford it, you are entitled to it. It doesn’t matter if that something has caused pain in the making (ivory, for example). The people with the most money wins the game of life. Especially if we look at how insanely much of the world wealth is in their possession.
I think we need a paradigm shift. Where the pain inflicted on other beings made something less desirable or even ugly.
But these things relate to more non-tangible things as well. Why should you, generic rich-mc-rich person be entitled to fly everywhere in your private jet daily, when we know emissions from planes are a serious problem for climate change? Why should you be entitled to waste oodles and oodles of land and resources, just so you can build a sprawling mansion with a huge park around it to keep the common folk at bay?
And why should we, in the so-called “developed world” be entitled to use much more than our fair share of the planet’s resources? I have heard people express how awful it would be for the planet if everyone developed the habits of the West. But do they try to reduce their consumption? Strangely enough – no. Even more abhorrently – I’ve heard distant family members express that the developing world can’t expect to enjoy the same levels of comfort we are enjoying.