Small Slips Sink Ships
Tuesday, October 14th, 2008I’m always amazed at the amount of money people let slip through their fingers every month. Let’s take the $1.50 many people pay to take money out of a bank machine that isn’t theirs. They do this four or five times a week, which works out to about $390 a year. Over thirty years of banking (from age 20 to age 50) that’s almost $12,000 totally wasted.
Bankrate.com estimates that Americans will pay more than $4.3 billion in ATM fees for withdrawing money in a way that most people justify as “more convenient.” $4.3 billion for convenience? You’re kidding me, right?
How about that cuppa cawfee every morning at $2.50 a pop? That’s $650 a year (assuming you only have one cup and work a five-day week) or almost $20,000 from age 20 to age 50.
The Specialty Coffee Association of America, which watches consumer spending of high quality coffee says that Americans spent about $8 billion in 2001. By 2006, that number had jumped to $12 billion. TWELVE BILLION DOLLARS! On coffee? Wow!
Hey, don’t tell me you don’t know where you’re money is going? It’s going up in smoke, down the Ivory Throne, or out the window.
Once upon a time there was an old saying: Take care of the pennies and the dollars will look after themselves. It’s time to start focusing on the pennies once again.
I know it’s easy to say, “It’s a cuppa cawfee, goshdarnit… just $2.50. It’s a small pleasure.” And it is. But if you’re doing it unconsciously and you’re going into debt at the same time, it’s still a stupid waste of money.
Many people are totally unaware of what is happening in their own accounts… where their money is going, what their “small indulgences” are, how much money they are spending unconsciously. Most people hardly pay attention to their bank statements, let alone balancing their cheque books to see just how quickly those small costs add up.
Worse still, there are the people who are so far in denial that they refuse to look at the balance in their bank account before they go off to waste some more money. The result, they go into overdraft, bounce cheques, and rack up fees. I’ve just finished working up a family where they were spending over $300 a month on bank fees (because of so many NSFs), which over a thirty-year time frame would amount to $108,000!
But surely people wouldn’t be dumb enough to do that every month, Gail. I mean you’re exaggerating to make your point, aren’t you?
Am I?
People like to point out that the folks on my show are the extreme cases. Really? So you only go to the bank machine twice a month? Every time you spend money you write it down or keep the receipt so that you can update your budget? All your bills are paid in full, on time, every month? You’ve got your wills and powers of attorney in place? You’ve got disability insurance? You’re saving for your children’s education, your own retirement, and to have some money just in case? You don’t spend money without thinking about it? And you’re content, feel safe, aren’t worried about when it’s all going to catch up with you?
Maybe you have got it down just right. Good for you. But if you haven’t yet mastered the art of conscious spending it’s time to fess up, at least to yourself.
So how do waste money, and how much are you really wasting?
Pick something you do “religiously”, without thinking about it, unconsciously, and figure out what the long-term cost of your “small indulgence” is. Whether you’re a bottle-of-wine a week (or night) girl, a magazine-at-the-checkout chick, or a doodad-at-the-automotive-store dude, add it up. Yup, actually add it up. Multiply it by 52 if you do it weekly, 250 if you do it every work day, or 365 if you do it daily. (Check out what it costs for a small spend like a newspaper done daily over 30 years and you’ll see what I mean.) Once you figure out what you’re spending in a year, multiply it by 30 to see what it’s costing you long-term.
The point isn’t to eliminate every small pleasure from your life. The point is to choose those pleasures consciously and, therefore, consciously enjoy them. If every sip of that beer brings you pleasure, and you can afford it, you’re doing fine. But if it’s your third bottle and you can’t remember the other two, well, kiddo, you got some Consciousness Raising to do.
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