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How dumping your credit cards can keep you on budget…

…even if you’re a credit-card “deadbeat” who pays off all charges in full every month.

As I was saying yesterday, if and when my credit-card issuers try to sock me with annual fees just for carrying their plastic around in my purse, the cards will go away. Substituting cash, purchasing cards, and checks for credit cards will, on the surface, add an extra layer of complication to my bookkeeping: I’ll have to go to Costco and Safeway to buy the purchasing cards, and I’ll have to keep track of amounts spent with each of these spending tools.

Or so it seems.

In fact, though, I think a credit-card-free system might be no less involved to track than what I’m doing now: budgeting $1,200 (down from $1,500 after the furlough; an amount that will drop to $1,000 when my job ends) for all expenses other than monthly recurring charges (such as utilities), and staying on budget by trying to spend no more than 25% of that amount in any given week. To make this work, I have to enter each week’s bills against the week’s microbudget, a recurring Excel tedium.

Allocating a specific amount of monthly income to each of the three tools would work much like the “cash envelope” system favored by many frugalists. The idea is that you set aside a specific amount for each category in your budget—in cash, physically in an envelope—and when an envelope runs out of dollars, you have to stop spending on that category until you get more money. The psychological message is You’re out of money!!! Stop spending!

Well. A purchasing card with X amount of money on it is effectively the same thing as an envelope of cash. Run out of money—quit spending until you have more money. You could, in theory, regard the other two tools in exactly the same light: cash is easy; checks would be simple if you kept only enough money in your checking account to cover your monthly check-writing budget.

My plan is to have one purchasing card from Costco and one from Safeway, the merchants where I buy most of my food and household goods. Then to pay in cash for meals out, entertainment, and small incidentals, and to cover all other more-or-less discretionary expenses (such as house and pool maintenance, clothing, etc.) with checks.

In a way, this plan would be simpler than my present scheme. Instead of balancing all these expenses out of one “envelope” (the credit-card budget), each category would be strictly finite, and spending would have to stop when a given month’s limit was reached.

Right now I spend about $425 a month at Costco, about $68 a month for Costco gas (by far the cheapest source of gas in town), and about $80 a month at Safeway. Averaged out over the past nine months, I’ve spent about $48 a month on clothes at emporia other than Costco, my favorite purveyor of jeans and knit shirts; about $20 a month on haircuts; and about $68 a month on all pool care, including repair bills. Some of those costs aren’t going away after the job ends: I have to buy gas, for example. Others don’t happen every month—I get my hair styled about once every two months, and repairs on the pool happen only a couple times a year. Money set aside monthly for those categories would accrue until a need arose.

Regarded in this way, my base costs actually come to less than $1,000 a month:

Current predictable expenditures come to almost $870 a month. In the new, ascetic regime, regular expenditures (above and beyond monthly recurring costs such as utilities) will drop to around $815 or $820. Distributing these expenses among several payment tools, some of which (such as payment cards) are finite, might force me to stay within this restricted budget.

As a practical matter, of course other expenses will arise: veterinary bills and medical copays, for example, and the unending repair bills on the house. But those will just have to be paid from emergency savings, since Social Security plus teaching income won’t provide enough cash flow to cover such costs.

And also as a practical matter, some of these costs don’t happen every month: I rarely go out to eat, and when I do I certainly don’t spend fifty bucks. I don’t buy clothes often, and in any event, I obviously will have to cut expenditures there—I can’t afford to spend $600 a year on clothing.

I suppose I could take out the $190 a month—the amount to be spent by checks—for a total finite cash budget of $260. But I really dislike carrying cash around. It only took one theft from my purse to demonstrate that carrying cash is a fair way to lose it. That and the fact that cash runs through my fingers like water have always been my objection to the much-ballyhooed envelope system.

It’s an obvious idea: abandon the single, amorphous monthly credit-card budget and allocate costs to finite, tightly defined “envelopes” to be used for specific costs might limit total expenditures. The question is, with less flexibility can one stick to these straitened categories over time?

Time to dump the credit cards?

Credit-card lenders, as predicted, are using the new credit-card consumer protection law to upgrade their profits. For a round-up of the latest “improvements,” take a look at Karen’s post at Smart Spending. Some of them are enough to make you consider canceling your credit cards altogether.

Citibank, for example, has raised its interest rates to almost 30 percent! Think of that. And especially think of the tricky ways credit-card interest is applied, so as to soak you on new charges made after the interest kicks in.

Karen reports that Citi proposes to gouge an annual fee of $30 to $90 from customers who have the temerity to charge less than $2,400 a year.

It’ll be interesting to see what else develops on this front. Personally, I never carry cash. I charge most purchases on Costco’s American Express card because AMEX gives a nice cash kickback; the very few merchants who won’t accept American Express get paid with a Visa from Chase. Every month I pay off the charges in full. Neither of these worthy organizations charges a fee.

Yet.

The minute one of them does, though, the card gets canceled. IMHO, credit-card lenders already earn plenty of cash from my purchases, even though I never pay a penny of interest. For every card transaction, the merchant pays the card issuer a fee. The truth is, you and I and everyone else pay the fee: of course, the merchant’s cost is passed along to the customers. The card issuer’s contract forbids the merchant from offering a discount for cash purchases. This means that everyone, even people who never charge anything on a card, has to pay extra for every item in the store. In other words, Dear Reader, we’re all already paying for the privilege of living in a credit-card culture. Card issuers earn quite enough from usurious interest rates and nicking merchants—they don’t need to zing you’n’me with annual fees to make a nice profit.

Evidently I’m not alone in that opinion. Karen’s Smart Spending article notes that a third of credit card customers have canceled their cards, half of them specifically because of changes such as higher interest rates or new fees.

Ever ask yourself how you would get by without a credit card?

If you travel a lot, it could be a challenge: you really need a credit card to make plane and hotel reservations. But they’ll probably take a debit card. You lose some of the advantages of a credit card: deferral of the payment date and some element of recourse if the purchase doesn’t work out for one reason or another. Still, if you were determined not to pay the additional rip of an annual fee, it might be worth the inconvenience.

But otherwise, it’s not horribly difficult. You have four fine alternatives to the credit card, at least one of them guaranteed to keep your budget running in the black:

Cash
Checks
Debit cards
Prepaid merchant purchasing cards

Each has its pros and cons. Videlicet:

Cash: The Good

🙂 Fast
🙂 Universally accepted
🙂 No need to memorize PIN numbers
🙂 No paper trail: protects your privacy
🙂 Hassle-free: no fights with banks or credit-card issuers
🙂 Built-in spending limit: keeps you on budget

Cash: The Bad and the Ugly

🙁 Too easy to spend
🙁 No paper trail: hard to track spending, no proof of tax-deductible purchases
🙁 No recourse in dispute with merchant
🙁 Easy to lose or steal; no recourse to insurance if stolen
🙁 No good for Internet shopping or phone transactions
🙁 Bulky to carry around
🙁 Unsanitary

Checks: The Good

🙂 Relatively easy to use: no PIN needed
🙂 Most merchants accept them
🙂 Check register: easy to track spending
🙂 Hard to use if stolen; no $50 liability limit for ID theft
🙂 ID checks at register: added theft protection
🙂 Paper trail; unarguable proof of payment

Checks: The Bad and the Ugly

🙁 Easy to overdraw account: stiff overdraft fees
🙁 Checking account fees: Need to use credit union to avoid bank gouges
🙁 Time-consuming hassle at check-out
🙁 Bulky and heavy to carry around
🙁 No good for Internet or phone transactions
🙁 Paper trail: accessible to those you’d just as soon not have knowing your business
🙁 Can be forged by thieves who know what they’re doing

Debit Cards: The Good

🙂 Lightweight, easy to carry
🙂 Fast
🙂 Widely accepted
🙂 Good for Internet shopping, phone transactions
🙂 Paper trail: statements show purchasing record

Debit Cards: The Bad and the Ugly

🙁 Many nicks and gouges from bank fees
🙁 Also some merchants’ gouges
🙁 Merchant-instigated holds on bank accounts
🙁 Vulnerability to ID theft, armed robbery
🙁 Paper trail: little privacy from intrusive merchandisers and other uninvited observers

Merchant Purchasing Cards: The Good

🙂 Budgeting device: Limit monthly expenditures by limiting amounts on card
🙂 Fast
🙂 Easy
🙂 Lightweight, easy to carry
🙂 No fees
🙂 Relatively little hassle

Merchant Purchasing Cards: The Bad and the Ugly

🙁 Recurring inconvenience: Recharge as money runs out
🙁 Limited to specific merchants
🙁 Stealable: great windfall for thieves
🙁 Little use for Internet or phone shopping
🙁 Hard to track purchases
🙁 But easy for merchant to track your behavior: privacy issue
🙁 Various merchant scams and limitations

Each of these devices has its uses. Personally, I distrust debit cards—too many opportunities for banks and merchants to zing you with incomprehensible fees, too vulnerable to identity theft. If things come to such a pass that I decide to get rid of my credit cards, I think I’ll use merchant purchasing cards as “cash envelopes” for certain kinds of recurring purchases and then use real cash or checks for everything else:

Purchasing Cards:

Costco

gasoline
lifetime supplies of household goods
bulk food purchases
wine and beer
casual clothing
office supplies
books

Safeway

fresh food purchases
bargain meats
small incidentals

Cash:

eating out
entertainment
very small incidentals

Checks:

workmen
veterinarian
doctors’ copays
all goods not purchased at Costco or Safeway (such as clothing, linens, decorating items, prescriptions, etc.)

It’s interesting to contemplate, because abandoning credit cards would force me to rejigger my budget. Right now I budget a certain amount (it’s been $1,200; is about to drop to $1,000) for spending on all costs other than regular recurring monthly bills. Those costs are all put on the card. So, I use two debiting tools: automatic bill-paying and the credit card, each of which has its own sub-budget ($840 for monthly bills and monthly savings; $1,000 for all other spending).

If I dropped the cards, I’d have to budget for not two but four spending tools: automatic bill-paying, purchasing cards, cash, and checks. Drawback is an added layer of complication. However, the trade-off is that such a system mimics the cash “envelope” budgeting strategy, and it might be a great deal more effective at keeping one on budget.

More on that topic tomorrow!

Real estate prices gone nuts

Amusing myself in the wee hours by cruising real estate listings in my zip code, I came across one of the neighbor’s houses, comparable to mine, on the market for $199,000, some $36,000 less than I paid for my place.  The sales pitch shouts,

UPGRADED CABINETS, JENN-AIR APPLIANCES, ENGINEERED WOOD FLOORS, NEW LUSH LANDSCAPING WITH 12 ZONE IRRIGATION SYSTEM. NOTE**SQ FT INCLUDES 300+ BONUS ROOM OFF KITCHEN**COULD BE FAMILY ROOM,DEN/OFFICE,KIDS PLAYROOM OR???**THIS KNOELL HOME SITS ON A LARGE LOT(OVER 11,000 SQ.FT)LOTS OF YARD FOR THE KIDS TO PLAY**SEPERATELY FENCED SPARKLING DIVING POOL OFF COVERED PATIO**LONG DRIVEWAY W/ROOM TO PARK AT LEAST 4 VEHICLES

Gee, thanks, guys: Let’s invite some more chuckleheads to turn their houses into used-car lots!

It’s not an especially pretty model, and it’s a bit too close to the light-rail construction on 19th Avenue. But still…it has most or all of the amenities my house has, and they’ve set the price in the basement.

Ah, yes: the light-rail construction. Make that nonconstruction: the City has changed its mind, after having ripped out the better part of an entire row of homes in our neighborhood and spread hideous cement-gray gravel over the resulting scars. The SOBs came in here, wrecked our neighborhood, and then walked away! They’re now considering other routes to serve the west side (read “the multimillionaire developers who own the new stadium out there, not to mention the occasional politico and city official”). It’s pretty clear the proposed line past our area will be abandoned, leaving us with devalued homes and enhancing 19th Avenue’s premier characteristic as a conduit of blight.

That would explain the cut-rate price on this house, which is owned by a couple who have lived there for many years.

Not the cuttest of all possible rates, though: a house on the street just to the south of me, which was wildly improved by a speculator who bought on the deflationary edge of the bubble, is offered as a short sale at $130,000.

Meanwhile, about 100 steps down the street from the first house, another neighbor is trying to unload a bland little house, “as is” with no photos at the Realtor’s website, for $229,000. That place has been on the market for quite a while. It’s not a short sale or foreclosure, but between the lackadaisical sales effort and the unexceptional front elevation, one could easily think it is. The house doesn’t look all that bad, but it’s nothing special, either. Houses around it, though, are badly run down: the Rental Baron’s slum property was bought by a woman and her son who put way too much money into fixing up but succeeded in selling at the height of the bubble to Adam the Pool Guy, not the brightest decorative light hanging in the backyard gazebo. Adam now owes over $325,000 on a house that he has allowed to go right straight back to pot. The kids across the street from Adam inherited their house from his mother, and they also are letting the place crumble away.

It costs a lot to water a lawn around here. So people who can’t afford the water bills will just let the grass die. Xeriscape it? That costs a chunk of change, too…if you can’t afford a $300 water bill,  you sure can’t afford to have someone come and convert your bermuda grass to imitation desert.

“SEPERATELY FENCED.” Heee! Well, I guess you can’t expect much better than a pitch to people who use the front yard as a parking lot from sellers who can’t run a spellchecker and haven’t heard much about periods. Another house around here is described as having an “UP GRATED KITCHEN.”

😀

Someone wants $239,900 for a very pretty little house that has been massively overimproved in the seedy neighborhood just to the north of us. What could they have been thinking? Our friends who moved out of that tract several years ago finally had to default on the house that backed on to the grocery store. The bank wants $129,000 for it.

A bank is trying to sell a house that fronts on the seven-lane main drag that forms our neighborhood’s southernmost border: $251,500, rather more than anyone should pay to live on a feeder street for Interstate 17.

"Must be seen to be believed!!"
"Must be seen to be believed!!"

Next street to the north of me, a neighbor wants $264,000 for a place that has been “upgraded” in fun-house style: red kitchen cabinets, black countertops, blue carpets. While the price is what you’d think of as about right for this area, it would take a special buyer to fall in love with this place. The present owners so loved the eyeball-popping scarlet cabinetry that they put it in the bathrooms, too.

The folks who want $289,900 for the house with the view of the 19th-Avenue nonconstruction site are still waiting for their dream buyer to come along. That place has been on the market for months. Many months.

And in the what were they thinking department, a house on my  old street, about two blocks to the north of the present manse, recently came on the market for $294,900. It has some recent upgrades (2008), but it has no pool and its exterior is so undistinguished I can’t even picture which house it is—and I walk or drive by there every couple of weeks.

The $199,000 model is the same or a similar model, and it does have a pool. That’s a $95,000 range for identical houses in the same six-square-block neighborhood!

Add the slightly more decrepit tract just to the north of us into the mix, and you get a spread of $160,000, for housing that’s all pretty much cut out of the same cloth.

Think of that.

Chuck roasts, cheap: Safeway

Hey! Check your local Safeway today for its meat prices. Here in the arid Southwest, I just bought a ton of beautiful chuck roast for 99 cents a pound.

Two of the roasts got ground into deee-licious hamburger. Another gigantic beauty will soon be basking in the crock pot with onions, carrots, celery, wine, and spices. Hot diggety!

Cherry soup

Here’s something I’d forgotten about, and it’s soooo good! At Costco the other day I came across a bag of frozen, pitted cherries. Also had to buy some wine for a stew recipe, and so had on hand the better part of a bottle of cheap red. Combine these judiciously and you come up with a delicious treat: cold cherry soup.

You need:

blender
a sieve, if desired
one cup or more of pitted bing cherries
cold water and red wine, combined, to cover
sugar to taste
dashes (1/2 to 1/4 tsp) of sweetish spices, such as nutmeg, cinnamon, clove, and coriander, to taste
a few black peppercorns
dollop of yoghurt, sour cream, or heavy cream, if desired

Place all the ingredients in the blender. I use a fair amount of sugar, because I like the soup to be rather sweet—maybe 1/4 to 1/3 cup sugar to a cup of cherries and two cups of liquid. Adjust to fit your own preferences. Cover and turn the blender to “high.” Purée the bedoodles out of it.

When I first started making this soup, I ran it through a strainer after puréeing. This results in a more elegant product, but it’s not necessary for flavor or anything other than looks. Just to eat the soup en famille, there’s probably no need to strain it.

Chill the soup and serve in bowls. I’ve developed a taste for added heavy cream, a very bad habit. Sour cream is also very nice, and a good-quality low-fat yoghurt is just as pleasing but a lot more virtuous. If you’re teetotaling or serving this to kids (speaking of virtue), you can omit the wine and still come up with a good spiced cherry soup.

Theme Days, Reconsidered

So earlier this week, I came up with what sounded like a great idea to manage time: set a “theme” for each day of the week and do tasks related to that and only related to that. Once caught up with all the work that’s gotten out of hand, I figured, this strategy would help control the sense of being utterly scattered and allow me to take control of the mounting flood of labor that is overwhelming my life.

Well.

What it does is demonstrate, loud and clear, why I’m falling behind in all the various survival and income-earning tasks: I simply have too much work for any one person to do in a reasonable pattern of waking hours.

Yesterday was to be a “teaching” day. I’d already spent half of Sunday grading papers, that being a “choir” half-day and a “teaching” half-day.

Okay. Yesterday morning I started at 4:30, and I worked all the way through until 9:00 p.m., with one (count it, 1) break for a 40-minute walk around the neighborhood. Food was leftovers, so consuming breakfast and dinner (no time for lunch) took no more than about 30 minutes. The only reason I stopped at 9:00 was the online grading system went down, blocking me from entering grades. At that point I realized I was so exhausted I couldn’t do anything more.

That was 15 hours of grading papers, standing in front of a classroom, fending off e-mailed queries and demands from students, and wrestling with computerized classroom management software. Add the number of hours I spent on Sunday, about 8 hours, and you have 23 hours. And I still have two more rafts of papers to grade and a three-hour class to meet on Friday!

Probably I’ll need to put in at least two more teaching days to handle the remaining work…and, you know…there are only six more days left in the week. Note that we’re counting Saturday and Sunday as “work week” days. The current Copyeditor’s Desk client thinks I’m going to rewrite his CV for him forthwith; page proofs were supposed to have arrived yesterday for one of our GDU client journals, and those have to be turned around instantly; and I haven’t even picked up the page proofs for the novel I’m supposed to be editing—those landed on my desk last week.

To keep up with the workload, I will have to work 15-hour days, seven days a week, non-frikking-stop!

No wonder my house goes uncleaned for two, three, four weeks in a row. And no wonder I feel crazy when I have to drop what I’m doing to fiddle with the pool equipment. There’s simply no time to get to ordinary daily household tasks.

I have no idea how I’m going to cope with this in the spring, when instead of teaching two three-hour class meetings each week, I will have six one-hour sessions and two ninety-minute sessions. That’s right. Yesterday the spring schedule came in: they’ve given me three sections, which is what I need to get by and for which I’m thankful (in a way). The Monday-Wednesday sections will span 5 hours and 45 minutes a day, from 8:30 a.m. to 2:15 p.m.—counting commute time—for a total of 11 1/2 hours a week. The Friday sections will consume another four hours (with commute time), from 9:30 to 11:30. Thus 15 1/2 hours of each week will be spent in the classroom alone. And I’m paid for slightly less than 20 hours of work a week.

By the time I walk out of a classroom, all I want to do is sit down. I certainly don’t want to jump into the morass of grading papers. To grade papers for one section—short ones, not the 2,500-word research papers required of the 102 sections—takes a good 8 hours. Assuming I wait until the day after papers are handed in, I’m looking at spending that entire day just reading, grading, and filing brain-bangers.

Next spring I’ll have three sections. So grading represents an additional 8 hours of work a week, bare minimum, if papers come in from just one section; 24 hours if all three sections turn in papers, as they do at the semester’s end. So: for 49% FTE pay, we’re proposing that I work 23.5 hours, bare minimum, or 39.5 hours in a week when all three classes are in full swing. That’s before the syllabus, assignments, and class schedules are written for these classes, large tasks I have to complete before the paid job starts.

What we’re looking at here, with three sections of freshman comp, is five full days of unrelenting work each week, and that’s before I get to freelance work, before I water the plants, before I clean the floors and dust the furniture and scrub the bathrooms and degrease the kitchen, before I clean the pool and repair the pool equipment. And before the usual unbelievably time-consuming crises, exceptions, and wackinesses associated with teaching take place.

Yesterday’s 15-hour day of brain-numbing work was not this week’s first such marathon. By 4:30 yesterday morning (when I awoke wondering how the hell I’m going to get by financially next year and how on earth I’m going to handle the workload), I had barely recovered from a similar 15-hour day of editing a psychologist’s reports, articles, and C.V.

I fail to see how these “theme days” are going to work next spring, when four of every seven days will be largely occupied with standing in front of a classroom. That will leave three days and scraps, of which half of one day and one full evening are already committed, in which to do as much as 24 hours of grading, an unknown number of hours of editorial work, plus all the shopping, housework, yard work, car care, dog care, and everything-else care. Forget having a social life: there just won’t be time for idling.

{sigh} Pretty clearly, I’ll have to drop choir again. Damn it. I love singing…it’s the only break in the drudgery I get. But I guess I won’t have time for that, either.

And I’ll have to dumb down the classes even more than they’re already dumbed-down, which is majorly dumbed. The only way to survive this will be to cut incoming papers to a bare minimum. Even now, I’ve succumbed to the “rubric” technique, in which you lay out a set of low-level standards you’re looking for and simply ignore every other error and f**k-up the students commit. Thus a C paper can easily earn a B or even an A, because you simply don’t have time to sift through, mark, and explain every single illiteracy in every single paper. It helps you to get through the stuff a little faster, but the result is less than satisfactory. IMHO. To coin a sentence fragment…

At any rate, this little experiment reveals why I feel like I can’t keep up with my life. I feel that way because it’s objectively true: I can’t keep up with my life.

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