Hornet3d
Wise
My parent's couldn't afford to give the four of us allowances. Didn't mean we didn't have chores. We just didn't get paid for them. Then again ... we were provided room and board, as well as clothing and school supplies. My cousins had to work in the fields during the summer for their clothing and school supplies. I rather thought that sucked since their fathers earned far more money than both my parents combined!
When we were older, I babysat for a few families which gave me lunch money. Being we lived a block from Junior High and two blocks from High School, our parents expected us to go home for lunch. If we wanted to eat in the cafeteria, we had to pay for it ourselves. I married when I was 22, so I didn't live on my own until I was 40.
I do a number of things to make life less stressful for me. I'm not good with dates. I tend to know the day of the week (because of work), but rarely the date. Needless to say, that caused me grieve every April because I'd miss my Mom's birthday. OMG, the guilt! Google calendar eventually helped with that, as does my phone. Now I don't have to struggle to remember birthdays or other events. The biggest cause of stress for me though was remembering to sit down and write out checks and mail them when they were due. That changed a few decades ago when my Credit Union provided online banking and Bill Pay! Seriously ... that may well be one of the best things the internet ever did. I also buy my groceries online. No more humiliation when you have to remove things from your cart when checking out because there are no witnesses.
My Federal refund always goes into savings. (I'd do the same with a State refund, but haven't had one in years. Instead, I end up owing $1 or $2 to PA. Seriously?!?) My Transportation Spending Account (TSA) parking reimbursement also goes into savings, as does the rare bonus at work. Every payday, I have money automatically transferred from checking to savings. That really, really adds up over time.
While I am so ready to retire, especially, as we are moving to a new, less convenient, location for work in May, I dread the day I retire. Tsuki and I will end up living on the street within a decade or so
Sounds as though you have had a hard enough life already so I really do hope you do not end up on the street at any point in you life.
My childhood seems to have been very lucky in comparison but that is not to say it was problem free. My father moved out of London when I was less than two years old (my brother was five) as he could not afford to stay in London. He moved to a new town as companies were hiring at the time. With no savings he was lucky to get a council house. A few years later went down with TB or Tuberculosis and at that time it was a major killer but he survived but was out of work for eighteen months. There was no sick pay back then and very limited welfare. My parents had been saving for a deposit for a house but all that went in the first couple of months. We stayed in the house but only through the generosity of aunts and uncles and some support from his fellow workers.
I remember there being no TV and Tuesday was wash day providing the man arrived with the washing machine which had been hired for the day, or not if money was tight. Having no car we walked everywhere until the early 1960s when my father purchased his first car. It was a 1934 box Austin that had poor headlights, or none at all if the the journey was more than 30 minutes and a single windscreen wiper that only worked 50% of the time so my father had to drive with one had on the little handle inside working the wiper.
They never did realise their dream of owning their own home but I have two sisters and two brothers and none of them rent so maybe we are living their dream.