In the winter of 2006, I made a bold decision: I quit a fairly good job and decided to return to college to finish my undergraduate degree.
One of the hardest things about this decision was that my wife and I would effectively cut our income in half so that I could be a full-time student; while we’d been able to afford many things when I’d been working, we had to make the decision to “scale back” on our lifestyle so we could survive on a reduced income.
A year and a half later, as I’m nearly finished with school, things have gotten tough. Like most people in the US, we’re getting hurt by the wildly increasing costs of food and fuel, but since we’re on a reduced income, we feel it even more than a lot of folks. It’s resulted in us cutting back wherever possible — while we ate out regularly when I was working, we can only afford to do so once a month now, and we often try to eat at places where the portions are large so we can take the leftovers home for a second (and sometimes, third!) meal. We avoid fast food altogether, and we’ve started to shop at discount grocery stores like Aldi and the Hostess/Wonder Bread Thrift stores to keep our day-to-day expenses down. We both drive low-frill, fuel-efficient cars, and we’ve tried to reduce our driving as much as possible; this isn’t easy to do, though, since I have a part-time job in St. Louis and have to drive 40 miles to school every day. (Fortunately, my wife’s job is right around the corner, which offsets my driving a bit.)
But all that cost-cutting still isn’t enough, because we’re still struggling to pay our bills. Under the old system, I bought a lot of stuff, whenever I wanted it — books, video games, DVDs and toys. Now, I’m faced with the task of packing a lot of this stuff up and selling it on Half.com, because I’m too busy to get any joy out of it, and too broke to be able to afford to keep it around. And it’s tough, because some of this stuff has sentimental value, while other items are just things I’d like to say I own, even if I never use them. For example, I’m selling off my graphic novel collection because I never read the things, but it bugs me terribly that should I want to read them, I won’t have the option.
All of this has put me into somewhat of a funk, because whether I like to admit it or not, I’m attached to my stuff, and I really hate to get rid of it. Never mind that it just sits around the house, collecting dust; never mind that I often forget that I even have it. It’s my STUFF, darn it, and I hate the fact that I’m so poor that I have to sell it off just so I can buy groceries, pay my bills and put gas in my car.
Now, my situation will improve once I start grad school this fall, so don’t feel sorry for me… hopefully, my suffering is merely temporary. But while I’m feeling sorry for myself and moping about how much it sucks to be poor, I’ve decided to try to learn from this experience and pass on some of the things I’ve realized in the process. Continue Reading »