Things I Bought That Were A Waste Of Money: 2001 VW Golf

Essentially unemployed? Great time to be shackled to a car lease.

Have you heard of writer Mindy Kaling’s blog Things I Bought That I Love? This is the Yin to the Yang of that blog. For another shopping mistake check out my terrible suede blazer purchase.

My intentions were innocent enough. I needed a car. I was trying to work full-time and get back into training for rowing. I needed a vehicle to get to the lake for early morning workouts. I had $2000 saved and I applied for a $6000 car loan. I figured I could get a decent used vehicle at this price.

My previous car experience was a few years driving the family kid’s car: a rusted out VW Rabbit that leaked when it rained. It rains a lot in Vancouver.

I knew very little about cars or how to buy them. Neither did my boyfriend. His previous car experience was leasing a new Honda that he eventually offloaded to his mother when the car payments were above his means.

After discussing it with my boyfriend (please note: this is not the man I married) he easily convinced me that used cars were a bad investment. I should lease something new. Something that was under warranty. He sweetened the deal by saying he would split the lease payments and insurance with me. The small catch was that his credit score wasn’t very good so I would need to apply for the financing myself and have the car in my name.

The warnings were all there. Boyfriend advising me to do something he himself had done that hadn’t turned out well. A verbal commitment to split the costs but we never hashed out the details on what we would do if we broke up. Boyfriend advising me to spend more than I could afford on my own.

Despite all the warning signs I leased the vehicle. I was blinded by the Volkswagen’s looks, the smooth ride and how fun it was to drive. At the time I could fit the costs of it, the 50% that was my share, into my budget. I could pay for it but I certainly couldn’t afford it. I was working full-time, making the minimum payments on my at the time $9000 student loan and had a couple thousand dollars in credit card debt (debt that was in the US – another story for another day).

A year after getting the car I moved to Victoria, BC and my boyfriend moved to Toronto. I became a full-time athlete, essentially unemployed, and I had the full lease payment and car insurance to pay on top of my living expenses.

Never buy a car with your boyfriend.

It was my mistake. I don’t blame the boyfriend. I signed the lease and I decided to go for new instead of something affordable that would be paid off in a couple of years.

But what a huge mistake. Eventually I was getting an athlete stipend to live off of and eventually my athlete income went up when I won a medal at the World Championships. Unfortunately that was after a few years of struggling and a lot of credit card debt. Leasing a car I could not afford was a big part of that debt.

I’m not alone in making this mistake. You wouldn’t believe how many women I know who have a similar story. A boyfriend convincing them to get a car they couldn’t afford, promising to assist with the costs and then the woman is stuck with car payments and insurance that she can’t afford. Seems to be a hallmark of women in their early 20′s. If I ever have a daughter she’ll be warned.

Cars are money pits.

Cars are not investments. They are finite. They have a life span and maintenance costs. They depreciate in value with age.

When I finally sold the vehicle a few months after buying it out of the lease I made back a little above the buy out cost. I had no car but a lot of debt from owning one.

Can you see why being car-free holds such an appeal for me?

Anyone else ever buy a car they couldn’t afford?

Shopping Is Not A Hobby

 

I’ll be re-posting from the archives a bit in the next few weeks. I’ve had some new readers to the blog lately and thought this might be a fun way for them to get to read about my decluttering journey. Today’s post is from my second month of decluttering.  – Rachel

I was a nerdy jock in high school. And chubby. When I wasn’t at volleyball, basketball or rowing practice I enjoyed eating M&M’s and reading. A good book and some sugar. Heaven. The 90′s were a simpler time it seems.

Shopping is on addiction status for teens. I was sad/appalled to read about ‘haul videos’: teens post videos of themselves unloading bags of purchases from the mall and describing the purchase. We’ve recently watched a few seasons of Friday Night Lights via iTunes: what about football, cheer squad and the rally girls? I thought Glee Club was making a resurgence. Isn’t there a better hobby out there than shopping?

I’ve made some bad purchases in my life. Too many to count. Did I really need to lease a brand new VW Golf when I was a full-time athlete with almost no income? But so far the only thing I regret selling is half of my Apple stock (thought I needed to diversify. Bad call by me).

We are still in selling mode here. I’ve got multiple listings on Craigslist for assorted baby items. My goal this week is to get our car cleaned up and listed for sale. I’m still unsure what the best method is to sell my Coach purses: eBay, consignment or Craigslist. Progress is being made but it’s slow.

The first round of minimaliz-ing was hard. In fact, my brother commented on here that it shouldn’t be that hard. On her blog The Very Small Closet (excellent wardrobe planning advice here – take a look), Julie Skinner has a great post on learning to let go. I have found that after that initial pang about dollars lost and dream wardrobe items that never quite looked right on me (and never would) it’s become easy.

It has become easy to look around my home and see what it is I actually use. What is picked up on a daily basis and what is causing me more laundry, dusting and stress. What was a brief time in my life and no longer needed (my box of craft supplies that was only used three years ago for all of our wedding invitations) and what is the here and now (snowshoes ready for some baby and mom snowshoeing as soon as the mountains are ready for us).

It’s become easier to see what hobbies are part of my life. Running (jogging stroller and running gear), reading (library card), Crossfit (said running gear works just fine), watching Mad Men (so sad the season is done. Don Draper you are killing me), working on my e-book about saving money/buying less baby items (MacBook) and spending time with family and friends (nothing needed).

Your Clutter Coach

 

Sometimes you need more help than a book or a blog can give you.

Sometimes you need a friend to remind you to donate those bags of unworn clothing that are sitting in your basement.

Sometimes you need someone to make a plan for you, motivate you and keep you accountable.

Sometimes you need a Clutter Coach.

I get a lot of emails asking for help. I always respond (even it takes me a while) with advice, suggestion and encouragement.

And I always wonder, did they carve out a weekend to clean out that attic? Are they in the throes of home purging and feeling beaten by the process? Did they pull out some boxes from under their bed, lose a few hours looking through old junk, and then decide it was all too much work?

For some time I’ve wanted to help beyond the posts on this blog. Something very personal for paring down and living smaller.

A book wasn’t the answer. There are already some great books out there like Family-Sized Minimalism and Clutter Bootcamp for inspiration and how-to. A book can’t hold your hand, give you a kick in the butt or suggest another method for dealing with all that mail.

I want to do those things.

I want to see closets go from jam packed to roomy.

I want to help people get more sleep.

I want to find solutions for the mud room clutter that can be so hard to reign in.

So I’ve started something new.

Your Clutter Coach

This is for people that:

  • can’t make the time to declutter even after reading a lot of books and blogs on the subject
  • get sidetracked by old photos and trinkets every time they attempt to clean out the guest room
  • have pared down their stuff but it crept back quickly
  • need motivation and accountability to clear clutter for good

Your Clutter Coach is a personalized decluttering program. It’s tailored to your lifestyle, your needs and your schedule. It’s me kicking your butt and you kicking ass.

You can read more about the services here.

If you’re interested in the program I am currently giving away one free Four Week Clutter Coaching Program at Parenting with Crappy Pictures (if you haven’t visited this site before it is hilarious). The giveaway is open until Tuesday May 8th at 8pm PST. Head on over to read the details and enter.

PS. This will be the only time I mention Your Clutter Coach in a big post like this.

How to Avoid Duplicates

 

True Story About How a Wannabe Minimalist Bought a Duplicate

Please laugh with me on this one.

One of Henry’s kitchen activities is sitting on the floor and pulling things out of the low cupboards (and sometimes even putting them back in again). He enjoys pulling the set of pots out, taking the lids off, and then putting the lids back on the pots again.

He’s quite serious about his work.

Even though he’s not yet stringing big sentences together, when he finishes with his cupboard project he gives me a little grin and an “all done” and there is a swagger to his walk as he leaves the kitchen and moves onto other serious projects like driving locomotives from his “choo choo” set on the walls of our flat.

These kitchen cabinets are quite large and when we moved in I pushed the never or rarely used kitchen equipment to the back of them. If I am standing up and reaching down for a pan or bowl from one of these cupboards I can only see the items visible when the door is open. I would have to sit on the floor and peak into the cupboard to see everything that was pushed to the recesses of the cupboard.

On the weekend, as I was dicing sweet potatoes, Henry pulled out the contents of the bottom cabinet. Clever boy.

At his height, and being seated on the floor, he can pull everything out from the recesses of the cupboard.

This is when I found out I very recently bought a duplicate.

Do as I say, not as I do, obviously.

We have not one but two sparkling fine mesh metal strainers.

The first was purchased in person at Shoprite (the island grocery store). I was tired of straining stocks with my bigger strainer and not getting the micro-bits out. Makes for a grainy gravy, soup or sauce.

The second strainer was purchased weeks later online from Tesco.

How did this happen?

Easy, I was browsing through Tesco’s kitchen appliances, wondering if they carried a small food processor, and I saw the strainer. I need that, I thought, and added it to my online basket.

The original strainer was probably pushed to the back of the cupboard either by me or Henry.

I was literally laughing at myself as I saw the two strainers sitting next to each other.

Mistakes happen. I’m sure this won’t be the last time I purchase a duplicate or think I’ve lost something only to find it in a cupboard I never open.

How to Avoid Duplicates

  • keep things visible. Store items in the open, at the front of cupboards and avoid relegating things to the recesses of a closet or basement.
  • only shop off a list (or this will happen)
  • keep a list of what you have. Good reminder for me: I need to update my clothing spreadsheet.
  • laugh when you still end up with two fine mesh metal strainers. Anyone need one? Maybe I should do a giveaway…

Anyone else have a duplicate story? I was reminded of the time I helped a friend unclutter her front hall closet. We found not one but two pairs of shoe insoles, still brand new in the package. When we found the first pair she said, I’ve been looking for these. When we found the second pair she said, oops!

More posts on duplicates and multiples:

 

 

Things I Bought That Were A Waste Of Money: Suede Blazer

Have you heard of writer Mindy Kaling’s blog Things I Bought That I Love? This will be the Yin to the Yang of that blog.

I’m going to take one for the team here and confess some terrible (and expensive) shopping mistakes. Most of them will be from my past but a few will even be from today.

I am still learning. Learning what I really use, learning what looks good on me and learning how to spot quality so I don’t buy a sweater that pills at the arm pits on the first wear.

Today’s waste of money:

What: Suede Coat from Banana Republic circa 2002

Why: It was on sale, of course. If you shop at BR you know they have excellent sale racks. I bought it because it was suede, fit my at the time line backer rowing shoulder and it was 60% off. I did not buy it because it looked great on me or suited my lifestyle. Costly mistake.

Use: Wore it less than a handful of times before donating it. It never looked quite right. It had snaps for buttons. It was suede. I was neither in the horse-y scene nor listened to country music. I was moving between Victoria, BC for the winters (rain, rain, rain) and London, Ontario for the summers (sweltering heat). It did nothing for me but make me look like a big recliner. In fact, the two upholstered chairs in our current living room are microsuede in a similar shade.

Of course, I must tell you about something right in this photo.

Also in this photo is a great shirt I purchased at H&M. My companion on the far left borrowed it for the evening (you might recognize the hair from another blog…). This was before H&M was in North America.  I woke up early for that shirt. I speed walked through the streets of Hamburg, Germany to buy it before the team bus left for the airport.

It was worth it. I wore the thing until it was stained and misshapen. Success.

You are free to confess any shopping sins, recent or old, in the comments. No judging.

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