Isn’t it ironic? Wednesday, I complained about the waiting. Yesterday, my realtor told me I got the second bank’s approval. WOOO HOOOO!!!!!! I’m officially (kind of) a home owner. I’ve never been so excited to spend so much money. But, strangely, I am. For me, this signifies real adulthood. I now have responsibilities. I actually will own something of value.
One would think that by now, age 27, I’d have lots of responsibilities, like rent or something, but I don’t. I basically live with no thought about what “could” happen if I buy this now or go on this vacation. I SPEND FREELY!! The best part about it is that I never even look back. I buy whatever, whenever with no remorse. I realize this will have to change, but I’m looking forward to it. It’s a time to prove all the naysayers wrong.
Everyone who’s close to me (or has met me briefly for that matter) thinks that I can’t do it. They think that I won’t be able to curb my spending habits. My own parents and boyfriend don’t even think I’ll be able to do it. But every time I think about those naysayers I smile, and say to myself (in a Mexican voice) “YOU CAN DO IT!!!” I know that things are changing, but it’s for the better. Yes, I will have to consider my budget before I buy things, but it doesn’t mean that I can’t ever by anything. I just have to show a little self control. And that, you cynics, is something that I can do.
Plus, look at all the extra/bonus baby that I’ll have if and when I sell the place.
extra or bonus baby definition:
The amount of money I have left after I’ve paid my bills (credit cards, cell phone) and myself (savings) that I am going to definitely spend. Some people would suggest saving this “extra” or “bonus baby”, but not me. I’m going to spend it. (Those naysayers I mentioned earlier, hate my definition of this money.) LOL
