The Retirees
We’re sure one of these scenarios look all too familiar.
You Need a Budget!
The Student
The Newlyweds
You Need A Budget!
You Need A Budget!
You finished your first year of college; congrats! You paid off some of your student debt with your part-time job and planned to finish college since you considered your part-time job, a job, not a career.
You rewarded yourself with a vacation for your hard work. You couldn't leave without doing a little shopping for necessities though it snowballed into a lot of shopping for luxuries. Instead of working all summer, you quit your part-time job Jerry McGuire style, minus taking a goldfish, and took off on your trip to anywhere with a beach.
Eating out for every meal and having a few more late nights than you originally planned drained your funds. YOLO, right?
Ma and Pa had to wire you money, and you return home faced with the harsh reality of financial debt and upset parents.
Ah, an empty nest. The kids are off at college but their student loans unpacked their bags in your guest bedroom; it looks like they're staying awhile.
You passed by a marina, and it looks like sailing around the Caribbean will have to wait another few years; life is sailing by much too fast. Where has the time gone? More importantly, where has the money gone?
The retirement fund dwindled, and you take a part-time job though it feels like full-time with the amount of time you spend there. These are supposed to be the golden years, not the gonner years.
Like a penguin roaming the arctic, you finally found your soul mate. How sweet. You bought a ring that's worth your next two paychecks, but that's okay, it was worth eating nothing but Rahman noodles and microwave dinners like back in your college days.
Friends heard the great news and begged to take you out to celebrate. You find it hard to say no, even though when you put your hand in your pocket to pay moths fly out.
You wanted a small, intimate wedding and only family and close friends are to attend. Your partner insisted on a large wedding because you can't forget to invite your butcher – we'd make a meat pun, but we'd probably butcher it – and doves, so many doves.
Living in your parent's basement isn't what you had in mind to start your marriage, so you both decide to become homeowners. Well, technically the bank is the homeowner.