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Financial Housekeeping

I don’t make New Year’s resolutions because I don’t keep them – unless they’re resolutions along the lines of, eat more pizza, or take more naps. But I did sit down at the beginning of January with my many Excel spreadsheets, and roughly calculated how much money I’d spent last year on what is probably my most expensive habit – bullshit fancypants lattes and cappuccinos. And how much did I spend? Well, about enough to fund going to a couple of conventions, that’s how much. Blerg.

So, after almost two months of drastically cutting back, I went out and bought a tiny espresso machine. During my actressy years, I worked in a number of cafes and coffee houses, both in the PNW and NYC, so I’m comfortable using a machine at home. The trick is, of course, to actually use the machine, and not promptly cover it with books and scarves, or turn it into a shiny silver condo for the ants. But I decided to up the ante a bit, and I now have next to the machine a “tip jar” – every time I use the machine, I’m putting the cost of what I would have paid for the drink at [insert name of evil coffee empire here] into the jar. At the end of the month, the money will go from the jar back to my Get Out of This Apartment or Die Trying account, and to pay for the storage locker I’ve been moving all my books into. I think that’s fairly good incentive for actually using the machine, right? Well, we’ll see…

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Originally published at Livia Llewellyn.

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and the graceful sun of the country;
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and only the bright crown
of joy comes to the surface.

--Pablo Neruda.


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