Internet in my
apartment room has been off these past couple of days. Perhaps this was a good thing, as it stopped me writing a rant about my cold/pain from getting wisdom teeth/fever/missed deadlines/inability to find decent, healthy food/overdose of croissants, baguettes and quiches. Seriously, I’m in Paris, and I’m happy to be here. But to be honest, my thoughts are alternating between "Oh, wow, I’m in Paris, I can see the Eiffel tower!" and "Why did I leave my friends, family and coffee machine?" at the moment.
Also, I’m trying not to spend all my money at once. Paris is a fantastic place to spend money. There are so many restaurants/boulangeries/lingerie boutiques/department stores/movie theaters/clubs/museums/bars that I could make exploring, shopping, eating and drinking a full-time job. In fact, I did manage to make it at least a part-time job by writing coffee shop reviews for the school newspaper. I’m usually overly careful with money, but I’ve been a little bit worried that going on a four month vacation – as in not working while being in a new and interesting place – will ruin every single one of my good habits.
So I’m glad I got a double reality check from John Scalzi. First I read his "Unasked-For Advice to New Writers About Money". After the jump are the tips from the article and its comments that I should be repeating every day while I’m here. Then I reread "Being Poor is Knowing Exactly How Much Everything Costs" to remind myself how great my life is.
Fashion is the enemy of personal economics.
It’s insane for a poor person to routinely pay other people to cook and serve them food.
You are likely to be surprised at how many things it turns out you don’t really need if you have to wait to get them, and can actually see the mass o’ cash you’re laying out for ‘em.
When you do buy something, buy the best you can afford. Cheap crap sucks.
Save your money.
I like my coffee. I like electricity more.