something to call my own...
All my disappointments for the past few weeks have disappeared (or shelved) because of one fabulous thing… the new love of my life…
Yes I have finally brought home my car!! After all the dramas with the scum of the earth car dealer, it is here. And I love it! I want to drive somewhere far!!
One thing that makes me somewhat happier is that it is MINE.
I’ve paid for it with my own hard earned dietitian cash - with some help from the parentals of course (and ADB!), but nevertheless paid for by me. It feels good to be the “registered owner” of something. I suddenly have this feeling of freedom, maturity, yes I am finally all grown up.
Having said that, with all the costs that come with car, I am (a) drowning in debt (not a new thing) and (b) will reaaallly follow a strict budget because there is no extra money floating around anymore.
Mehn it’s so hard to be an adult with responsibilities. A few weeks ago I was like comprehensive car insurance? What is that?? CTP greenslip and registration? Huwhaaat?! And now I know what they are. They are things that drain your bank account.
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In other news, if anyone needs a financial planner, I have the best one. My guardian angel. Not only has he worked overtime so I can have bigger savings, clear my debt quickly and pay the lowest interest rates possible, but he also explained all these car related things that I need to know (he didn’t need to but the went beyond the call of duty anyway).
He wants me to save. since I now have a car, a house should be next (after I get rid of all my credit card debts). I was like, say what?! Let's not get ahead of ourselves...
Ok, clear credit card debt, live in the UK/travel, then buy a house. Sounds better.
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Anyway so yes I am obsessed with my new toy. I would sleep inside it if could. (ok maybe not). Hahaha
Road trip anyone?