Personal Investment Lessons

A little while back, I shared a few things I felt were helpful when talking about being a WAHM (work at home mom). Today, I'm back with a bit more to say on the subject; more specifcially, I'm here to talk a bit about how I, an ordinary, everyday, run-of-the-mill mom, goes about making WAH work for me.

Finding Time to Work

I’ve always viewed myself as street smart. I don’t take candy from strangers. I don’t run on pool decks. I don’t dance naked in wind storms...So how did I end up this close (and I mean this close!) to purchasing a Kirby vacuum from a door-to-door salesperson? Well, let me count the ways:

Mistake #1: Taking a Phone Survey

My first mistake was answering the phone. When the fateful call came in, the number was blocked on my caller ID, and I knew it had to be a telemarketer. Ugh.

I’m sure everyone has received bad financial news: your stock plummeted; a forgotten bill resurfaced months or years later; or you lost twenty dollars while trolling around town. Whatever the case, money troubles can send you reeling..and feeling like you want to curl into a ball and cry your eyes out.

I must admit that I was intrigued. When I read all of Melinda’s posts in her super-couponing series, I jumped right on the wagon. Newspaper subscription: check. Good pair of scissors: check. Read store policies: check. I was ready to super-coupon my way to super-savings…

Usually Mondays here at MomVesting are reserved for financial definitions, but I have been meaning to share my first foray into the stock market with readers for a while. So I hope you don’t mind if I steal the limelight from our definitions series to take you on a journey through investments.

This week, I had the pleasure of attending an appreciation party for all of the savvy investors (who invested at least one million dollars in deposits, CDs, stocks and bonds) at my town’s high-end local bank. We sat atop the 12th floor of the swanky executive party room, enjoyed a resplendent array of fresh fruits and delicious appetizers, sipped wines and mixed drinks, watched the activity on the Mississippi River and chatted about local news.

When I was in my teens, I had an unbelievable opportunity to go to France with my class. My classmates and I were able to experience a new world and a new culture at the bright young ages of 17- and 18-years old. This wonderous overseas adventure helped each of us become well-rounded and understanding individuals.