We struggle with the same thing.
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I think that being completely debt-free including the mortgage probably reduces a substantial amount of pressure almost no matter what.
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But you're not flying off into the sunset in your own learjet unless you're income-wealthy as well. I think DR directs most of his advice toward people who have some extra cushion in their income but who blow it on toys (4 wheelers, boat, whatever) and lattes. I'm not going to try to claim that it's easier for them, because they have their own challenges, but it's a different challenge. And when they are done, they can take their big fat debt snowball which probably exceeds our entire salary and bam! Go to Vegas. Bam! Buy a little boat. Bam! Trip to Paris.
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If you shook a magic wand at my family and made us debt free TODAY, we would not be in Paris in July. We'd be able to loosen our belts a little. Maybe go out to eat a couple times a month. Maybe our clothes would not all come from Goodwill or even Walmart. (Imagine my surprise when I heard that Old Navy is supposed to be a sort of lower-income clothing shop - it's certainly out of my range except for the clearance rack, which is full of size 0s and I'm... not).
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If DH and I are frugal, then DH's sister is the opposite. She doesn't worry one sweat about money. She was unemployed for months and still went on vacation and had mani/pedis. She went out to eat, played poker, bought gifts for people. She clearly makes more money than we do when she's employed but I have no idea how she does some of this stuff. I used to assume we were better off - I mean, clearly, right? We never had a car repo'd. And our car is ALWAYS registered, so we never get the cops pulling us over and writing us hefty tickets. All our i's are dotted and t's are crossed. And you know what? I don't know that our life is any less stressful than hers. I couldn't live the way she does because it would freak me out but she does it just fine. She gets stressed in the moment, but then it's over, and she doesn't worry about it anymore. It always works out one way or another. I mean, she's not living on the street or anything. She'll put it on the credit card or maybe MIL will help her out, or some check will come in just in time.
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But I can't live like that. I'm just not built that way. For SIL it works. So maybe we look around and see people who don't plan ahead for anything, they buy whatever they want, they don't worry about whether they can afford it. And you and I think "I can't even afford that, even though I've been scrimping and saving - how can THEY afford it when they just blow their money on everything?" I think the answer is that the word "afford" is subjective. Can I afford a mani-pedi? No, because in my mind, that would subtract from my emergency fund and/or sinking funds that I need. But SIL would look at my bank account and say "damn, girl, you got $3k, you're loaded, let's go." OK, she would not say that but I'm in that sort of mood. Anyway, I don't see $3k, I see $750 for car work that is already spent in my mind (needs brakes, tranny work, and a full set of new tires - poof, it's gone) and $100 for a life insurance premium that's coming at the end of the year and I've only saved 25% of. And this and that and that - the money is already GONE in my mind. But I don't have a dime on a credit card (ok, well, I do, but I grab my points and pay it off in full every month, sometimes twice a month).
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SIL feels like her life is more fulfilling when she has her mani-pedi, even if she has to call MIL for help sometimes.
DH and I feel more fulfilled without the mani-pedi, but knowing that we don't have to call anybody (or even just whip out the card) if the car breaks down or one of us needs a CAT scan.
So that's our prize. That's it. The end. We don't get a learjet.
The question is - and it's a legit question - is it enough?
Do you want to live like my SIL? If you do (and many, many people would rather live like my SIL than like me, and that's reasonable) then really, don't worry about it. You will survive. My SIL is surviving just fine.
If you don't? Then relish it :) Be responsible. Enjoy it. Have spreadsheets adding up every dime you have. That's your prize. I'd rather have the learjet ending but I guess I'll take my world of spreadsheets over Las Vegas, mani-pedis, hiding my own mail from myself, sobbing calls to my mom every now and then. It's not a clear choice, it's just how I'm built.