Me: Poor, Broke, and Hungry...

I was raised on food stamps and remember vividly the times when we ate the same things over and over again. Pigs feet, pork neckbones, cabbage, red beans and rice, cornbread...anything that Momma could stretch to feed the hungry mouths that came in from school every single day.

Now that I'm off on my own, things are different. I no longer need to eat those things (though I do long for them occasionally) but yet I still make poor choices. Sure, my spending habits are much improved compared to what they were, but saving has never been a priority.

But that shall all change. I've already opened an online savings account which is awesome because I actually forget about the fact that a little bit each month is going that direction. This next year, since we get a "raise" I may just double what I contribute each month and continue to "live like I've been living" though I'm still trying to wrangle in some of my spending habits.

Newest news on this front: I might be getting a roommate. He's a fellow resident in anesthesiology and a nice guy. I've known him for the past two years that I've been here and so far, he hasn't become a freak. It's mutually beneficial for the two of us...not only do we save tons of money but he doesn't have to worry about house selling etc as much (he just got divorced) and I get to save all kinds of money.

That reminds me, I also need to start moonlighting which should be interesting...but at 75 bucks an hour, I shouldn't complain! :)