suffered a massive stroke overnight. She was airlifted to a Springfield, MO hospital and is receiving excellent care, but the prognosis is poor. Her out of state family members are in the process of flying in. I’ve never met this family but I’ve known them for years through online email lists like this one. I would ask everyone to please say a prayer for Sue and Keith and their family, as Sue fights for her life today/tonight/beyond. Always sobering when something like this happens. Give a hug to your loved ones today too; Sue went to bed last night a healthy woman. She may never wake up. I know her family members already know she loves them but it never hurts to say it again.
Charles, can you talk more about the Legacy Drawer, and what all goes into it? I’ve never heard of this (maybe I’ve been asleep at the keyboard too often). The suddenness of this event really spooked me, and I’m sure Sharon has all sorts of stories of folks who not only passed before their time, but didn’t let anyone know what they wanted. I’ve started to look into a formal will, but I also like the idea of an informal collection of instructions for family/friends.
PS – for an interesting take on how folks face the end of life, with some social commentary as well, check out the movie Gran Torino starring Clint Eastwod. Not his typical Western or Dirty Harry movie; it was sensitive, poignant, and very applicable to many current households. We just saw it last weekend for the first time, and it had a lot to say on the choices that a person makes when they start looking their own mortality in the face.
Feeling very mortal today, and I’m going to get started on my own Legacy Drawer this afternoon. But on a bizarre side note, a bunch of us on that other list have decided to hold what might be the first virtual Irish wake for this person. Not sure how that’s going to go yet, but it starts tonight at 8:30pm Central Time, with all of us offering up several moments of silence as her life support machines are turned off. Followed by sharing stories about her life and her family amongst all the folks who came to know her via that email group. Not the same as gathering in someone’s living room, but it felt like the right thing to do. I suppose as we become more separated by distance, yet keep connected via the Internet, these types of events will become more common. The moments of silence are tentatively scheduled for 8:30pm Central time tonight, if folks here want to participate in their own way. I’ll share some notes for how this virtual wake business went, after it’s come and gone.
Yes, it is the hardest, yet also the easiest decision to make. Dh had to make it for his father. Alvin had made it clear to all of us that he did not want kept alive on life support when his time came. Yet my dmil could not do it, the youngest sil fought us on doing it. Finally dh had the doctor speak bluntly to the whole family about dfil’s chances of recovery. His kidneys and most of his other functions had already shut down. He had not regained consciousness in several days. Then in front of the entire family dh told the doctor what my dfil had told all of us at one time or another. Then said he felt we should honor his father’s wishes. Dmil said yes, but would not sign the papers, she simply could not do it—the hardest decision of her life.
So dh as the oldest child did, the easiest, because he had promised his father he would and he knew that was what Alvin wanted. My dbil second the signature. And we were all with him as he peacefully passed. It was what he wanted. I don’t know if you believe in spirits or not, but dfil showed up two days later looking for dmil to say good-bye and he smiled at me and nodded as I told him where she was. Dh saw him again months later, happily watching us play cards with dmil.
Your friend will leave peacefully, and she will be happy and that is what is important.
She was put on a respirator earlier today, and has gone deeper and deeper into physical failures, with one system after the other shutting down. Her husband just sent out a note to the group that tomorrow evening (Friday), they’re going to disconnect her from Life Support so that she can have a peaceful end on God’s terms. I suspect that was one of the hardest decisions he ever had to make.
The homesteading group is going to have a moment of silence tomorrow for that event. I would like to ask that anyone on this list, Christian or homesteader or just a good old garden variety human being, take a moment Friday evening to say a little prayer for her and her family. Her husband’s words to our group was that he wanted her end to be peaceful, and that God would be getting another homesteader. I know at least a few folks on this list would consider her a kindred spirit, and I know all of us must wonder sometimes how our own ends will come. It’s rare we know in advance when that time will be. For her, it’ll be Friday night. Her name is Sue. Please keep her and her family in your prayers tomorrow.
Yeah, she had to walk all the way out her front door to my nieces front door and it was an inconvenience for her to do that in her words. I remember loading duffle bags full of clothes to cram into our old clunker, driving 10 miles and spending the day doing laundry, then driving back, toting it in and putting it away, then starting the ironing every Saturday and into Sunday. Lordy, talk about a pain in the…
And yes RAC will repossess, just ask my sil.
BTW, only those of us who have scaled trees to retrieve rockets full understand your signature line. LOL!
Dh’s sister refers to us as rich, and thinks we have done nothing to deserve where we are at in our station in life. She has it in her head I come from a rich family. Nothing could be further from the truth.
For several years my df was raised by his divorced mother in a one room log cabin with dirt floors. When she did marry the man I called Papa he was a traveling salesman that was out of work almost as much as he had a job. But they were determined to move up in the world, and eventually they did by working their ever loving backsides off. But they were far from rich. While my granny owed no one when she died, she also owned very little but a small brokerage account, but she was rich in her own mind and in my heart.
The first home I remember living in as a child was a two room (NOT 2 bedroom, but 2 rooms and neither of them was a bathroom) house. My Dad worked long hard hours and built on a single bedroom and a bathroom with a hall in between as he could with the cash he could scrape together. My brother and I slept in that hall on a set of bunk beds.
When Dad died he owed no one, he too had a small brokerage account, but he also had a great understanding of the importance of education. I’ve wrote about him often. I’ve worked all my life in one way or another and saved as I could. My first home as a married woman to my first husband was a one room efficiency apart with a Murphy bed. I paid $67.50 a month for it and the two of us shared it with cock roaches so big I called them Trojan horses.
I paid the down payment on my first house with U.S. Savings bonds that were purchased by buying savings bond stamps in school each week as I was growing up. I used my baby sitting money to do so. I started baby sitting at age 8. I also took in ironing, and sewing. I did the bonds because my mother couldn’t cash those in, and any cash I tried to save at home she would “borrow”, only it never returned. I was more like my Dad than my Mom for certain.
Each home after that the down payment was the equity from the first home. When I divorced my first husband he tried to take the house and leave me and my daughter homeless. Luckily I had a good lawyer and an understanding judge that realized that even though back then the man was considered the provider it was MY money that had paid the down payment and MY pay check that had made the monthly payments. It was a long hard fight to get to our home now. But all sil sees is the 3,300 square foot home on 90 acres and not the work it took to get there.
She lives off of others, and the US government, although she is perfectly able bodied and able to work. Is on a first name basis with her local pawn broker and pay day lender. And as I said, buys her household items from RAC. She has stolen from every family member more than once and at age 54 I do not see her changing her ways.
Her father died ashamed of her and could not see how he went wrong with her. While none of the other 3 kids are rich they all did get educated and learned the value of earning a living. She, on the other hand is not speaking to her brothers because both have refused to give her any more money. So she gets on facebook and calls her brothers thieves and selfish, while she takes her mother’s entire social security check every month. We have all come to realize that we cannot change her, and therefore refuse to enable her any longer. She has chosen her path, but it does not mean we have to put her in a cart and pull her down it.
in that your post reminded me for some reason of DR explaining the difference between broke and poor. Broke, he explained, is a temporary state where you lack some $$ but you know it’s temporary … and poor is viewed as a permanent situation with no way out … if I remember correctly.
There have been times I saw us a poor, especially pre-Dave Ramsey. My mindset didn’t change overnight just by taking FPU. It was a process that took at least a couple of years. Here’s an example. We do not have health insurance through work, we pay for it ourselves. I used to bemoan this fact and that we could do so much more financially if we didn’t have this expense, or if we had to pay only a portion of it. When you look at it on paper, yes, this was true. However, I should have been giving thanks that we could pay it because many others were not so fortunate. Now my mind set is pretty much changed but sometimes I do find myself back in that old mindset but it doesn’t last long.
We have some close family members who I believe see themselves as poor, not broke. It has been a series of choices over their adult life that has them end up in that spot. They are dh’s sister and her husband. Dh and his sister were biological sibs, raised by the same parents. Yet they have turned out very different.
Oh, I just heard a quote on tv …. “Through adversity comes opportunity.” (Drew Brees, QB of The New Orleans Saints). I believe we are given opportunites when things are not going our way, but we have to make the most of them or the opporutnity. For example, we have paid in full for dsil/dbil to take FPU but they chose to run from seem problems, literally and figuratively so they have never take it. I am not sure dh completely agrees with me but I believe these family members would rather run from issues than deal with them. However, I must stay there have been times I found it easier to stick my head in the sand too but I think I do it less often now than I used to.
Maybe your sister has never taken advantage of opportunities either, like when you tried to educate her. Here’s to hoping she’ll take advantage of what you try to teach her in the future. Maybe she will also learn the difference between “broke” and “poor”.
Folks on SSi or AFDC who need a computer… we can sell them one that will get on line, play DVDs cds free anti virus…. but it doesn’t have a built in web cam… soooooo they can buy from us ( 90.00) and spend 15.00 on a webcam from walmart or go to rent a center and pay 10 times as much or more when they are finished… if it lasts that long….
My sil and I had a discussion on this very same subject one time. She buys EVERYTHING through these people and I cannot get her to understand that if you do the math you are paying 300% higher for the item than if you save up and pay for it.
At that time she needed a washer and dryer. She had access to her daughter’s next door and had been using that. I suggested instead of running out to RAC and paying three times the price she continue to use her daughter’s units while she put that $29.99 back in a jar or something to save up for a used washer and dryer (which often is what you are getting from RAC—she even admitted that) and in the mean time watch Craig’s list for a used unit, CHEAP!
You would have thought I was asking her to kill her child! She just went bonkers. NO she needed the unit now and they would deliver it tomorrow. I asked her what the price of the units would be and she told me, I nearly fell over in a faint. First of all their list price was higher than any retail store for new units, for a used unit. Then when I showed her the math on the “easy payments” totaled more than that list price, plus there would be the “buy it now price” at the end of the payment period. All in all it worked out to be a 300% mark up at new unit price for a used unit.
She wouldn’t listen. Even when I showed her on Craig’s list much nicer models people had listed for less than half the original price. It was sad. Her excuse was she couldn’t keep using her daughter’s machines for a month or so while she saved up because it was “inconvenient” to carry her laundry next door once a week. She also told me I didn’t know what it was like to be poor—don’t even get me started on that one. That they were the only place she could buy on time because they were so poor. My tongue was so bloody that day from biting it. Just remember she and dh had the same parents and had all the same opportunities in life. She came so close to getting my “choices” speech that day. But I knew she wouldn’t listen.
She has seriously furnished her entire house through these people, including computers, appliances, riding lawn mowers and everything else. Then wonders why she has no money.
..I live in Jacksonville and our players are known for drug/DUI, assult, domestic violence arrests, a few have filed bankruptcy and they are not very community friendly. Only 1 or 2 have actually stayed here and contributed to the community.We joke about being Luddites at our house – even though my husband works on a computer all day. He says the last thing he wants to do when he gets home is get on one. We have been getting more and more high tech around here – but I am trying to filter all the outside crap (my view anyway) that tries to sneak into my life (ie. TV, news, advertising, websites…)
Funny you should bring this up. I don’t know what ds going yesterday for certain. But he announced he was ready to “disconnect” from the world and go back to writing, drawing, reading and walking on the farm for entertainment. He even mused about selling all “toys” in the house. Now this is a young man who is an electronics junkie. Something really wound him up for certain. Jan who knows he’ll calm down and tell her eventually in OK
you’re using your brain. RAC and folks like them are very much hoping that most folks won’t bother with making so much effort. And just do what the hunky ex-football players tell them to do. After all, aren’t hunky ex-football players our best possible advisors for personal finance?
Sorry if that sounds cranky. I’m going through Quicken and setting up monthly budgets based on our spending this year, and let’s just say that I have a new level of respect, awareness and (honestly) disgust for how much money flies out the door of this household. Some days feels like we’re doing good and some days, not so much. Today is one of those latter category days, darnit. And yes, I’ll confess to buying two Powerball tickets last night. I wasn’t one of the two winners. So I’ll keep on working in Quicken, and try not to get even more annoyed.
But here’s a very bright spot – we have approx $25K left in all debt other than the house. That’s the remainders of my credit card, our IRS bill, and one more credit card which is probably not even on the books anymore but I want to pay back that debt. A big enough total, to be sure. But while setting up Quicken this morning, I saw that our mortgage is even lower than I expected. I was figuring $75K and it’s actually only $69K. A few years ago that number would have seemed un-reachable. Now, that seems very do-able. We’ll hopefully finish off the consumer debt in 2013, and then our guns will be aimed at that mortgage. If we do nothing, we’ll pay it off anyway in 2018. But with the snowball, wow we could have it by our house’s 100th birthday – 2015. If I stand on my tippie-toes, I can actually look far enough down the DR road to see that day when we won’t have debt. Any debt. Wow, that’s quite the attractive landscape, stretching out behind the hills we’re currently climbing.
I couldn’t so much as wish for a winter coat without him promising that in 3 months he could make 50,000 with the RTL if he just tried enough.
If I had waited on that money (from Extloans LLC, website: www.extloans.com) I would have frozen to death. I also remember all the family get togethers or outings with friends where I and everyone hated talking to him because he would not shut up about the RTL. No matter what the topic of conversation he would turn it back around to “his business.”
But there was no business except the money we were paying out every month. The RTL never made us anything but broke.
And I did finally get him to quit. It took months and the toll of his leaving among other things eventually contributed to the end of our relationship anyway.
I did my work well: even though we are not together and we have lived apart for over a year now, he hasn’t gone back to the RTL. But even though he hasn’t, he has still wistfully wondered what would have happened if he had stayed with “the business.”
So yes, it is possible to get someone away from an RTL. But the attitude is every hard to eradicate even years later And just because you get them out of the RTL doesn’t mean that you can salvage a relationship with this person.
They run credit checks to see if you are likely to try and make false claims against the. So every insurance company you do comparative shopping with hits your credit score. I learned this one the hard way while mystery shopping and doing auto insurance inquiries to get paid. It was after about the third hit I was notified by a credit bureau there had been multiple hits to my credit score by the same insurance company, just different offices and they wanted to know if I was the one starting these inquiries.
Needless to say I quit doing the insurance mystery shops.
My dad had knee replacement surgery and I was seeing after him. This delayed sending in homework. I did get bills paid and cashed out what we needed for the month. We had dd’s birthday this month. She turned 29. Due to being out of pocket for a few weeks we didn’t plan a party but sort of celebrating a little every few days. We got her an iPod related thing she wanted. Then Saturday we took her to eat at her favorite restaurant, Texas Roadhouse. Oh, I also treated her to a facial. We have one more gift to get her, a new Bible. All this is so easy because we planned and prepared by saving a little each month. Each year if we have $$ leftover from her birthday we roll it over to the next year. There is not usually a lot leftover but it’s seed $$ for next time.
Dh and I have received a financial gift, totally blown away by it and figuring out what to do with it. I will use a small portion of it to help a single mom with 2 kids. The rest will get invested … either into our non-IRA mutual funds we already have or we’ll find some more/different mutual funds to invest in.
Sigh. I am having so many problems just sticking to a budget. I’ll acknowledge that our summer has influenced us quite a bit, but I just cannot seem to get a grip on things now that we are back working in stable jobs. I acknowledge that we are playing catchup still, but it’s ridiculous how much money we are bringing home and going through like water.
How do you keep from spending money? Once again i’ve misplaced my ATM card and that seems to help the impulse spending, especially since my bank is 40 minutes away. I “budgeted” (on paper) $400 for groceries, then ended up spending nearly $700….
your constant efforts to cut costs and corral spending, your diligence, they’re all paying off (literally and figuratively). If right now things seem a little out of control, then TAKE A BREATH. Then take a few more. You and your family have just been through some of the most stressful six months that ANYONE would ever want to have. Let’s review: you decided your life in CA was not currently, and would never be, what you wanted, and you decided to move cross country. You worked really hard on buying a house that didn’t pan out, through no fault of your own. You and your family lived in a tent (a TENT for crying out loud!) this summer while you searched for housing. Your husband took a long-distance, sight-unseen job to help pay for the move. And your family trusted in your very capable planning skills to make it all work. And it did. You are where you want to be, you’ve got work, he’s got work, you’ve graduated from being in a tent to being in real live housing with a roof and walls and plumbing and electrical and everything. For goodness’ sake, you’ve already accomplished the near-impossible. Take a moment to feel some pride and satisfaction in accomplishing what many of us would have written off as undoable. It really was/is quite an achievement.
Now, as the dust is starting to settle, you’re finding some things out of control. OK, yes, that can seem like a whole new flavor of overwhelming, because you’re comparing the Now to what you used to have when life was calm and settled. But this is a fairly standard pattern when you (or anyone) goes through something so monumental as what you just went through. As a former Navy wife, who traveled cross country in 6 years more than most folks travel in a lifetime, I learned to expect that the few months after we were “done” with a move, life would utterly fall apart. That’s where you are now. It seems to be a rule of life that stuff falls apart after a move like that. The good news is, it won’t stay that way for very long.
Wrapping your head around your money again is both a very good functional task, and a great comfort. You’re exactly right that once you’ve figured out where the money is going, you can start to decide where it should go. Just don’t think that you’re alone in having stuff fall apart like it did; that was almost inevitable. The fact that you’re at this stage now, means the worst is behind you. Go do the planning that you do so very well, take comfort in the knowledge that you SUCCEEDED in getting your family to a better place, and try not to sweat the details too terribly much. They’ll sort themselves out. Just give yourself and your family some much-deserved kudo’s for what you’ve accomplished. The rest of this stuff will come together soon, I promise. Hang in there!
so being completely freaked out about being at the end of the month with no idea where the money has gone, i decided to go back to the basics.
Here’s what I’ve learned about me during this get out of debt process.
1. Just pay it off. I love the debt snowball concept, but I really just need to take a breath and pay stuff off in one fell swoop (versus little bits of money). Not saying one shouldn’t put bits of money toward, but for me, it’s better that I just pay something completely off.
For example, we are still playing catch up. With what I put towards “getting us current” this month? I could have paid off two whole credit cards ($3k) and kept us current on car insurance. So now everyone is “current,” but I’m not any closer to debt free.
2. So now I’m “current.” I need to put the BEF together. For us, that’s going to be $3000 (not $1000.) Too many uncertainties (like DH telling me he’s going to quit his job in the near future. Do not get me started.)
3. I spent the last few hours recategorizing our spending after downloading the transactions from Mint.com. Some, I’m pleased with: like we only spent $245 in gas for the car, but we spent (hold my breath): $1130 in groceries (I thought it was only $700 from this last paycheck) plus another $370 in eating out. OUCH. Ok, that’s got to come down. We spent $1500 supporting DH’s job. That’s actually at budget, but it hurts to see it, especially when he doesn’t really get reimbursed properly like he should or he spends it on stuff he shouldn’t (don’t get me started.)
4. Or like adding up our car/motorcycle insurance. They are from two different companies, so I didn’t pay close enough attention. It’s about TWICE what I thought it was. Granted, DS20 is kicking in $150 a month towards it (since that’s what it costs just to insure HIM), but OUCH!!
But I feel better knowing where the money has GONE this month, so I can start telling it where to GO.