Mint.com is making me sad.
In an attempt to finally organize my finances and accept responsibility for my habits, I’ve gone on mint.com solely in order to identify my biggest money drainers and cut them out of my life. The biggest depression-inducer of them all? Weekly open mics at a bar downtown where Dave plays every Wednesday. Out of sheer curiosity (and a looming feeling that I’m throwing all my money down a large toilet of alcohol and acoustic music), I ventured over to Mint to see what the grand total of my hard earned American dollars was for the months of January to now.
The answer catapulted me into self-loathing.
I keep running the number over and over in my brain, thinking all the things I could have bought in its place. Like a better cell phone. Or an air conditioner. Or an iPad.
The possibilities abound. And it makes me wonder what would happen if I just didn’t spend any money at all.
Of course, I’d pay my bills and all that responsible jazz, but I just wouldn’t be allowed to spend money on anything. I wonder if I could do it. No coffee in the afternoon at work when I’m falling asleep at my keyboard, no stopping for ice cream, no browsing shops and picking up random gifts for people – nothing. No gas, no groceries, no toiletries.
It’d be like college all over again.
I’d obviously only last so long since I’d eventually run out of something necessary – like, oh, I don’t know – food. But it’d be interesting to see how long I can go. Plus, I’d probably lose weight just by getting rid of the little here-and-there food items I gather in my daily life.
Food seems to gravitate toward me. Or my mouth, rather.
Maybe I could really rock it old school and live off Ramen Noodles and cheese quesadillas. After a few months my blood pressure would be through the roof from the high sodium content but I’d be super skinny and have a big savings account. Fool-proof. Absolutely fool-proof.
Looks like I need a trip to Costco’s. ♣