Quantity Over Quality

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Money was never a subject of discussion in my childhood home. If there were ever financial difficulties for my parents, I never knew it, but if we were rich, I really didn't know that either. It just never came up. My only hints at my parents’ financial status were the things I observed. These things I knew: Dad had a good job working for an oil and gas company, I had a larger house than most of my friends, and I lived in one of the nicer subdivisions in town. Mom always ordered her vehicles in the exact color she wanted, with the exact bells and whistles that she wanted, never just picking one off of the lot. My dad's reaction was always the same. “If you want it, get it.” My dad had his share of new trucks and several different boats depending on the place we lived at the moment, and what type of water he was fishing in. My parents were not extravagant, but enjoyed their life and money. And there was always 10% to give to the church for their tithe. My parents did not buy me everything that I wanted, and I never got brand-name clothes or shoes. I never owned a Swatch Watch or Guess Jeans (back in the '80s, that was ultimate style). For everyday things, Mom's motto was, “quantity over quality.” She taught me the art shopping clearance sales and I learned early on that if you spent less money on things, you could have a lot more. Mom demonstrated this every Christmas. Starting about 3 weeks before Christmas, she would begin wrapping presents and putting them under the tree. By the time Christmas came, my siblings and I had dozens of presents to unwrap. Granted, I knew that they were not expensive items, but it was a source of pride for me to give my friends the final count of packages after Christmas was over. Qua... ... middle of paper ... ...I did, and each of us handles money very differently. I recall how much emphasis I put on the number and quantity of “things” I had or received and the pride I felt at having a large house, or the new cars my mom would get. Perhaps part of my personality, the prideful part, plays a large role in my struggles with money. I have been working on these aspects of my life and personality. I actually have not entered a mall (other than for specific items that we’ve needed) in a couple of years. My goal is to find balance, but before I can do that, I have to fix this mess I am in. But in the mean time, I am now determined to help my children understand the importance of budgeting and money management. I am hopeful that I have not already set such a bad example, that it will impact the decisions they make for their own financial futures.

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