I know I write about Adam’s sister a lot. I guess I just don’t have much else of an outlet. I know that envy is a reflection of internal insecurities. And as I’ve mentioned before, I envy parts of what she has but not everything.
But can I just say, um, jaw drop. That she texted me the other day that they had “bought a plot” of land in a ritzy area of town. Why a plot of land? Because no house is good enough for her husband. Right now, they live about 30-45 miles outside the city. They want to move in to the city. So, I look up the address of this “lot.” It’s less than a mile of where her mom lives, and it’s in a very ritzy part of town. And the asking price for this “lot”? $998k. Yes, nearly 1 million dollars. ONE MILLION DOLLARS. AND THEY ARE GOING TO BUILD A FUCKING CUSTOM HOUSE ON THAT ONE MILLION DOLLAR PLOT OF LAND.
I guess that’s why when she said they were trying to “save money to buy a house”, his purchase of a $100k car for her was not something he second guessed.
WTF people. WTF. She’s 30 years old. Granted her husband is 45 but still.
And, they’re moving in that area because they want to send their kids to the private school in that area (the public school there is fantastic of course, but no kid of theirs will go to a public school).
I don’t know. It’s just weirding me out. Why does money weird me out so much? I mean, I suppose money has always been important to my dad. He talks about money a lot. He didn’t come from much money but he did very well for himself and budgeted and penny pinched and now he and my mom have tons. But still, they don’t live a super extravagant life. My grandfather was like that (my mom’s mom). He had a ridiculous amount of money but they lived in the same house that they bought in 1950. He drove an old car. They rarely did extravagant things. They helped pay for my education and that stuff. But you know, they weren’t showy. So maybe that’s it? The showiness of it that I dislike or have been brought up to find as poor taste?
It’s weird to think, that on Adam’s side of the family we’ll be the “poorest” couple. Out of 5 married couples, we’ll be the poorest. And we’re not poor. Adam is in the IT world. But maybe it’s my own guilt over my own chosen career path in counseling that makes me feel awful? Like, I should be contributing much more to the pot? Instead I’m lolly gagging around expecting my spouse to do most of the supporting? Okay, yeah I just realized Adam’s sister doesn’t work and won’t. Okay so she really does no supporting. But all the other women in the family have great jobs and probably make close to six figures.
So, here I am, comparing myself. That’s clearly what I’m doing. I should probably just delete this whole post because it sounds whiny. I still toss back and fourth trying to figure out what I want to do. I want to work part time but I don’t know if that’s financially feasible. I want answers to all my questions but I just don’t have any. I feel stuck a lot of the time. I want to be financially independent should I ever need to fend for myself and take care of my daughter.
I know I just need to focus on my bubble and not worry so much about other things. Alas, it’s kind of hard when you get a text about a million dollar lot. *wink*
At least today I am going to the gym! Going to do some push ups.