Lately I’ve been spending time reflecting on my childhood memories regarding money with the goal of untangling how my relationship with money as an adult was affected by the lessons I learned as a child.
This triggered a memory about the first job I ever had, a crappy job at Target where I got paid 6.25 an hour to fold and hang clothes. I recall a conversation I overheard between my grandmother and great aunt (grandmother’s sister).
Grandmother: “Yeah, she’s been working at Target for the past few months and we’re so proud of her; she’s making money and she’s spent every cent on herself!”
Great-Aunt: ”Good, as she should.”
This and likely similar inferences is probably a factor in why I believed that money should be spent nearly immediately and on wants; rather than prioritizing daving anf planning for the future.
