Yesterday, I was clearing a drawer in my study.
This started when my dad gave me a bag of knickknacks. Stuff I forgot to take with me when I moved out 3 years ago. I do visit family regularly, but I guess they were spring cleaning and decided to collect and get rid of this stuff. It’s mine after all.
Whilst I was going through the stuff in the bag, I started realising that only trivial stuff like pen drives and buttons will be kept. I couldn’t stop thinking of how much shite I bought mindlessly in my early 20s that didn’t give me any joy but just added to my social anxiety.… Read the rest
I am happy to report that my Net Worth is inching ever so closely to the €60k mark!
I have built a nice cash cushion. I know, I know, mr financial guru wannabe without a cushion at bank. However, I spent the majority of my twenties, battered, bruised and beating my a home loan. I took this in 2008 as I took an advantage from the housing market. As normal, I didn’t time the market, but I recovered in no time. Prices dipped a bit more, but I derived pleasure from making the developer sweat for a sale. Here in Malta, you learn to hate contractors, and after buying your home, you add bankers to your repertoire.… Read the rest