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Gimme Gimme Gimme

Money: investments, banking, saving - it's an area I feel completely untrained in. I just don't know even a fraction of the things I probably should. Sometimes it overwhelms me. Well, only when I have to make decisions about it.

I was encouraged tonight by my soon-to-be investment guy (I don't know what he is actually called...) that although the recommended norm is 20% of a person's annual income, most Canadians only set aside 1-2%. I am somewhere in the middle around 12%. I'm happy with that.

I'm not gonna lie - it felt weird to make plans for the next 40 years of my life that assume singleness. I have never in my life assumed singleness. I don't want to assume singleness. But, at this point, it's the default. So it was weird, and I wished that I had a boyfriend/fiance/husband who would be good at money stuff and would do this so that I wouldn't have to.

But the best, most crowning piece of advice that my investment guy gave me was to check out this video.

I burn. I pine, I perish.


Laura J said…
As someone who is still single at an age when most people don't want to be, I think it is imperative to remember that the decisions you are making are around your current state. These decisions do not make any judgment or statement about your future. You are just working with where you are at. Try buying a there's a prospect that you never think you'll do alone.
Laura J said…
oh yeah and your soon to be investment guy is called your financial planner.
Silas said…
thanks for the video link! it was fantastic.
Sarah said…
Re: the Nalgene crisis - I'm not throwing mine out, but not buying more either. I've heard that heat causes the chemicals to leak out more, so just use them for cold liquids.

I know a number of women who have assumed singleness only to see God change their plans down the road. Sometimes there's just now way to figure out what He has planned for us ahead of time.
Laura J said…
I feel like I'm being a comment hog but I feel compelled to blow the lid off the Nalgene thing. Sarah, because you're Beth's sister, I feel a little protective of you. Please, please, please throw it away. Not that our landfills need any more crap that won't break down, but that plastic, reagardless of heat can actually mutate that nucleus of your cells. So, like I told Beth, worst case scenario, you could be rendered infertile or any cancer you are susceptible to could be expedited. It's not just Nalgene's by the way, it's any plastic with the #7 on the bottom.
Beth said…
Laura: comment hog. good thing i like comments of any/every variety. between you and CTV, i think i'm finally ready to part with the plastics. i think i'm going to start carrying a glass jar around to drink from instead, since i'm sure stainless steel will be labelled dangerous inside of 10 years.

Silas: you're welcome!

And on singleness: I appreciate both your thoughts :) You're women I respect in this area.
Laura J said…
stainless steel is just fine. It's been around for a looooong time. The bottle are $9.75 at MEC.

I just wanted to get in another comment!
lisa said…
oh my goodness...Ireland...they're coming to Toronto! That was a very enjoyable video, thanks for sharing!
Sarah said…
Laura, thanks for your concern and the additional information. It's nice to have my sister's friends looking out for me.
shellieos said…'re not alone. I've had those thoughts many times especially since it's tax season. We'll thank ourselves later.

On another note now I am ready to chuck those nalgenes out after reading Laura's comments. Infertility? Count me..OUT.

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