So, i went in to the bank for a Financial Assessment last week and it got me thinking. To sum up the appointment, i was basically handed a sheet in which i was evaluated financially. People, it looked sad. Fortunately i was able to add, albeit broken, a car and the insurance that i supposedly pay on it. Other then that it looked pretty shit.
I also found out i no longer have health insurance, well it’s not that i found out, i did know, but it was pointed out to me that i still haven’t done anything about it. I am no longer a “dependent,” even though i still live in my parents house and basically pay for nothing going on in my life anymore, because i am now done school.
Still it was sad to see how little my net worth was.
And now i sit here in my room staring at everything that isn’t mine. The only thing of any material worth i have in here is probably the macbook i sit here typing on, my tent, and maybe my iPod. The last probably 3 years of my life i have had an itch to start accumulating things, and now it seems to be an obsession. With the lack of car… i have been sitting on ikea, ebay and kijiji looking for things that i want, things for now and the future. I’ve decided to turn my “mother-in-law” room into a mini – “apartment.” Gay i know, i haven’t come up with a better name, but it’s better then “iPad.” My dad’s all for it. I told him i wanted to take down the massive desk that i never use. He said he would take it to the office. My mom seems mad about it… “you’ll never leave your room, we’ll never see you… blah blah.” I told my mom that i enjoy to be around others, and if i didn’t want to be around others i would have been sitting in the basement watching the huge tv that nobody uses… I love my… she just doesn’t want me to move out till i’m married and never spend any money i make, but to save it for something that doesn’t exist.
So the “stuff”i want to buy, which have been on my mind is a new, a lot smaller, desk, tv, a chaise or loveseat, and a guitar. Yeahhh… stuff.