The Story of Shaky: My 1992 Honda Civic

 

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happy girl in her beloved hooptie

Car ownership can be a major expense for a lot of people, especially if they decide to lease or buy a new car and are left with car payments. I wanted to look back at my first and only car to see how much it cost me to have her for the short time that I did. Less than a year.

I named her Shaky because she would randomly shake when I was driving. Super safe. She was an old, but very well taken care of, Honda Civic that I brought my senior year of college for $2,600 using my refund check. I hadn’t yet discovered the financial independence movement, clearly.  Continue reading “The Story of Shaky: My 1992 Honda Civic”

What Moving to Brooklyn Cost Me

WE NO LONGER LIVE IN OUR PARENTS’ BASEMENTS.

 

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my empty room on move out day… it was sad.

 

On April 6th, 2019, we moved into our Brooklyn apartment. This wasn’t a decision we made lightly, it took us a few months of planning. 

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Trip Summary: Hudson, NY

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For Ari’s 27th birthday, I decided to plan a trip to the 50th Anniversary of the Woodstock Music Festival in Watkins Glen. I booked a small cabin (no bathroom/bed small) in the woods and was planning on purchasing the tickets later. At the time of writing this, the festival tickets are still unavailable for purchase and the entire festival is in question after losing a major sponsor. Anyway, I knew this birthday gift was more for me than for Ari, considering he is not a festival person. I did it regardless, because who doesn’t want to be part of Woodstock’s revival? Ari. Ari doesn’t want to. Surely enough, he was not thrilled about this gift. Continue reading “Trip Summary: Hudson, NY”

When Money Isn’t the Problem: Moving Out Edition

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Before we started the apartment hunting process, I was warned by many people that this would be a costly endeavor. Sure, I can handle the financial aspects of the move, I mean I have been saving for this, right? What no one told me was that there was an emotional component to it. One that could affect my mental health.

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