My money story: it was all the sheep’s fault
How I learned I need a savings and spending plan
ADHDers are impulsive, and we follow distractions readily. We often don’t plan ahead, we just wing it, and hope for the best. That may work sometimes, but not for managing money. My money story is due to my impulsive Now / Not Now approach to life, and spending. I was making enough money to pay my bills every month (the “now”), and I kept meaning to start regularly saving (but not now). “Yeah, I really should… maybe next month I can start.” But I didn’t plan ahead for it. Coupled with my ADHD tendency to chase shiny new hobbies, books, and things, something so simple as saving wouldn’t happen without a plan.
I didn’t worry about it. In fact, I felt very responsible because I didn’t carry a balance on my credit card, I always paid it off. But after years of regular pay raises and good intentions, I still had nothing in my savings account. I was one disaster away from financial catastrophe. Then I was laid off.
A few years before that, I had taken up a new craft, a new hobby that led to other new hobbies, and it all ran away with me. I jumped into the new stuff with such unhesitating gusto, right into the deep end of the pool. I don’t know how I managed to sustain this haphazard money-spending problem, it was as though I had blinders on. Why didn’t I realize sooner? Because dopamine. Every time I purchased more stuff, I had another hit of dopamine. The same occurred every time I looked at, or sorted through, what I’d already bought. (See below, I have good taste.) I had taken up knitting, then weaving, and then spinning, and the amazing colors, textures, even the smell of real wool ignited my need to acquire more yarn and more fiber.
Over several years, I bought countless miles of yarn for projects, plus extra, always, just in case, in extra colors, because then “I have it” if I want to make something. (This was my “yarn stash”. We knitters proudly compare our yarn stashes with others’, with a wink and a tacit agreement not to reveal the extent of anyone’s stash to the others’ spouse, nor where it is hidden.)
Because I had been laid off from my work, I had to become intentional about my spending. Thank goodness, I had became aware of what I was doing to myself, and I stopped buying more fiber stuff. I’ve bought no new wool or fiber toys in several years, and with luck, good nutrition and exercise, I will
live long enough to use at least most of my yarn and wool stash. While it’s true that when the Michigan Fiber Festival annual notice comes out, it’s hard to ignore the calling of the wool, especially gorgeous hand spun… But then I gaze upon my lovely stash, and I’m able to tell myself (smugly!) that I already have lots of gorgeous yarn and wool and I do not need more!
Now I just need to complete some of those projects. No, wait! A reframe is in order: I want to complete those projects, and to begin some more!
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