No free trip to Maui for me

My friends offered me a free tip to Maui. Both my airfare and lodgings would have been paid for, if I could take off August 7th-14th. In fact, since I was still going to be on a business trip, the offer was even adjusted so that I could come a day later. Um, this year. What is that, a week from now?? Even if I weren’t still on a business trip, and even if I weren’t such a planny-planner who has to have things set months in advance, the catch is that the invitation was issued so that I would help take care of their 18-month-old boy. In other words, a glorified babysitter, or an au pair.

Don’t get me wrong, I didn’t give up this opportunity due to any misplaced sense of pride – no way! It’s just that I spent a full weekend babysitting the little guy, and he’s darling, but whoooo! 25 pounds, 4 hours a day and my arms felt like I’d been benchpressing the entire time. *lament* If it weren’t for my physical limitations/medical problems, this could have been my golden ticket to the lovely beaches of Maui. MAUI!

Instead I ceded the offer to my other friend. Have fun, kid. Have fun.

July 29, 2007

Comic-Con 2007: Come, geek out with me

I’ve been home about two and a half hours now, and have only finally finished cleaning up my bags, swag and gifts enough so there’s carpet under my feet again. That includes an exclusive copy of the 300 DVD with a mask and bag that I picked up for my coworker, two tote bags for the coworkers’ birthdays, 4 comic books for BoyDucky (2 are surprise gifts, shhh!), 2 comics for me, some free T-shirts, a Neil Gaiman Neverwear shirt, and a lovely pair of Keds from the ever-gallant BoyDucky.

The logistics and planning for this year’s Con were more unwieldy than I expected and in the furor to get to San Diego before 6 pm, I managed to forget my tennis shoes at home. Yep. The second most important thing to bring to a Con, and I walked out without even giving them a second look. Oh, and I also left the most important thing on my bed as well: my ticket! Luckily, they don’t mind printing badges using ID, though it does waste time, and later on, we happened to be in Horton Plaza in a futile attempt to catch a free screening of Neil Gaiman’s Stardust, so BoyDucky and I conducted lightning shopping attacks to find me a cheap pair of comfortable shoes. We struck gold at Macy’s: white slip-on Keds, on sale, and an additional 10% discount because they were the floor models.

My goof cost $26 and a few Band-Aids, and the rest of the weekend was well under budget largely thanks to my friend’s wonderful and accommodating mother. His parents put up six of us “kids” and fed us generously, all for free. They put in stores of food for breakfasts and dinners, and tons of food for us to pack our lunches. His mother even made sure that I packed three times the usual amount to make sure that BoyDucky and his cousin, who weren’t staying with us, were provided for. The woman is a saint.

I set out to have a more experience-oriented Con this year instead of a comic-buying spree. Spending time with BoyDucky in my element rather than his sportsy element was hilarious. He’d never truly understood the hordes we’d face, or the sheer size of the convention. After walking the floor for a couple days, he finally understood why I normally spend all 4 days there.

We brought David Mack cookies and Pocky, and in return he gave us free posters and copies of his single issue comics; visited Sam Logan of Sam & Fuzzy who was nice enough to sketch his characters as ninjas for me and Jeph Jacques of Questionable Content; and were royally entertained by Neil Gaiman “burbling” as he put it when he showed up to his “Spotlight on Neil Gaiman” panel utterly unprepared to … well, anything but burble. No, we didn’t mind. He’s a funny, funny man.

I was disappointed that we couldn’t get into the 9 pm screening of Stardust, but I’ve heard rumors that people’d lined up starting at 2:30 pm, which is just crazy. Ok, I admire their fiery hot dedication to seeing the movie that day, but I simply wasn’t prepared to give up more than half my day at the convention for a free screening. I expect to Love Stardust, as I love most everything Neil Gaiman puts out, but honestly, I’m there for the whole convention. So with my disappointment I shall live.

The convention center holds thousands upon thousands of people and for the first time ever the entire convention was sold out this year. Usually, there is a variety of passes available: 4-day passes (the whole convention), 3-day passes (all but Saturday), and 1 day passes. Your best value, if room, board, and work aren’t considerations, is the 4-day pass, bought three months in advance. BoyDucky’s 3-day pass made the most sense for him since he was only going to be there two full days, and it also granted him entrance to Preview Night on Wednesday evening. Many con-goers who failed to plan ahead were not just hit with a much pricer ticket this time, some of them weren’t even able to get in for any price because even the 1-day passes were sold out.

After 5 days of Con, I’m sleep-deprived and walked out, so I went ahead and splurged on one other item: Airborne! It’s time for a nap. A three hour nap. 🙂

July 25, 2007

Learning to say no: What to do, Part II

Many of your comments to my post on my parents’ possible business venture were great moral support and bolster to my common sense and caution. I truly wanted to hear your thoughts because this is an emotionally driven situation in which I feel a knee-jerk reaction coming on, instead of a carefully considered decision. And as Matt pointed out, if my instinct is telling me something, I should pay attention, whether or not I ultimately choose to listen.

There are a number of issues that concerned me with regards to the money-lending situation:

1. Can I afford to lose this money?
2. Would I resent the loss of this money? Or the waste of any profits, should there be any?
3. Is the business plan and market sound? Is there true long-term potential (we’re talking about years, not months)?

And then of course, Mapgirl came through with an extremely thoughtful and detailed response to my request. She had some great questions as well, a few of which I’ve borrowed for your perusal:

4. Did your parents ask you for the money? Or are you thinking of volunteering the money?
5. Do you want to protect your investment?
6. Do *you* think it’s risky?
7. Have you and your folks done the due diligence and talked to other owners besides their friend and his wife?
8. Do you want a say in how the money is used and when it’s paid back?

The huge red flag here is that I felt the need to ask for advice: if I were comfortable losing this money (or giving it away, since personal loans to family and friends are best considered gifts and repayments as bonuses), I wouldn’t need to ask. That means that I’d better have a very good reason for risking my financial security, if I choose to.

Another factor is that I’ve been retraining myself to stop thinking emotionally: that everything that’s mine is theirs. It can’t be, not if I’m going to make it out of this situation and help them in the long-term. I’m the saver, and they’ve been living on the edge far too long; they’ve lost sight of long-term planning.

I absolutely must be financially secure, and thriving, to be able to support them in their later years. Obviously, that means not throwing money away and not making unwise decisions. The need to help them upon request is born of that old habit wherein I rushed to the rescue in every situation, rather than judiciously, and as English Major pointed out, is probably more enabling than helping. What can I say? I was young and stupid. I’m not young anymore, so I can’t be stupid anymore either 🙂

So, could I afford to lose this money? I don’t include it as part of my net worth, I don’t count it in my savings plans and goals. For all intents and purposes, I don’t have that money until I recall the loan. It wouldn’t really be losing money, in the sense of having a big empty hole in my savings account. But would I resent the loss of it? Yes. Even though I don’t count it, knowing that it’s there and doing some “work,” and could be recalled is another form of emergency fund. In six months, if I really am out thousands of dollars because of my brother, I’ll need and want all the cushion I can get. In protecting this money, I’m protecting all of us against some level of financial disaster. Someone has to pay the rent.

3. Is the business plan sound? Magic 8-ball says: Wait and see.

4. Yes, Ma asked me if she could put some of the charges on my credit card that she’s an AU on. She doesn’t know if the wholesaler takes cards, but she knows that I prefer to use cards over cash, and it’s a good way to track expenses.

Again, I’m not comfortable charging anything that I don’t already have the money for, so I wasn’t in favor of this idea. She also floated the idea of using a 0% BT in her/Pa’s name, but I’m almost positive neither she or Pa’s credit has recovered enough to make that idea feasible. Last time we dug them out of credit card debt by transferring their balances to my 0% card. And eventually I paid off the remainder of the balance for them. Thousands of dollars later, I’m not putting another balance on my cards, even at 0% because I have tons of other savings goals to meet, not just pay-off-others’-debt.

5. I consider this a loan, not an investment, but perhaps there are advantages to thinking of it as an investment? If anything, I just want to give them a start, I don’t expect any profit from it. There are indirect advantages if they regain their financial independence, though, as the daily burden of supporting them would eventually ease. Still, that wouldn’t be expected in the early months.

6-7. My objection is primarily to the lending of money in a venture I don’t know enough about, but more light should be shed on the matter in the next several weeks. Pa is to research the market and plans to discuss the matter with some friends who own the businesses he’d like to supply. They’ll give him a better idea of the services they’d expect if they were to use him, and whether or not they’d be willing to come on board as customers.

8. I expect them to tell me how the money is being used (for inventory) and that it’ll be paid back as they begin to see a profit. However, knowing that Pa has a few other financial obligations that he’s being close-mouthed about, and that he’ll have to attend to those so that he doesn’t have to borrow from me, I’d have to accept that I wouldn’t truly have a say. Again, could I live with that? I’m not sure.

There are a lot of trust issues at play here, and the most important is that I’m not willing to see our relationship further corroded by resentment or arguments over business decisions. And, if I’m smart enough to see that they cannot work with my brother, I have to take a good look at whether or not I can work with them.

Tentatively, I think I could live with this: Ma thinks she can earn enough side money monthly to make a healthy repayment on the loan. Her most insiduous problem tends to be letting that money trickle away to pay Pa’s, or her unexpected, expenses if she doesn’t have a compelling reason to STOP touching that money. She can start giving me that money now and I’ll put it away in one of my high interest accounts while Pa’s doing his research. If enough information supports this as a feasible plan, I will see if I can reasonably supplement the pot with a rational portion of my own money, depending on how much I can save in the interim, and give the whole amount as a loan. Eventually, when they pay it back, I’ll take Ma’s portion of the seed money and keep it in savings for her.

I’ve got to learn when and how to say no, and saying “I can only help this much right now” is a start.

July 23, 2007

My Biggest Comic Con expense prediction: It won’t be the fun stuff

It won’t be the toys, gifts, comics, parking, or even the food. Especially not the food because my friend’s unspeakably awesome mother has not only offered to put us up, a veritable swarm of her children and their associates, she’s even planning to cook breakfasts and dinners, and provide lunch fixings so that we don’t have to spend any of our money on food. Seriously. She’s awesome. And not a little crazy, because there will be 6-8 of us, on any given day.

It’ll be the gas. I’m going to have to drive to work (90 miles, round trip), and then come home in time, just after noon, to go pick up BoyDucky for our long haul down to San Diego (+120 miles). Then of course, I have to come home on Sunday (+120). Or I could leave Sunday morning, drive up to Long Beach for BoyDucky’s tournament, and drive back from that (+170, +50 miles).

All told, I could be driving about 330-440 miles this coming week. That’ll be a nice chunk of change.

What to do?

Am I on the verge of making a really stupid decision? Have I learned my lesson from previous incidents enough to make the right decision now?

The situation: I have finally overcome the savings watermark below which I would have been in deep debt once my 0% balance transfer money (that I’d loaned to my brother) came due. Unfortunately, that was very recently, so I’m just a few hundred(?) over that point. Aside from the deep sense of failure that brings, I’ve been feeling ohhh-so-insecure because if anything happens now I haven’t got any real cushion!

Recently, my parents have discussed starting another business which consists of supplying service businesses in a very specific industry. Dad’s friend encouraged him to try this line of work because it can be lucrative enough to produce a living wage, and even if they’re unable to develop the market in our area, his wife owns two of those businesses and would be willing to take the supplies off his hands. He feels that it’s win-win: If it succeeds, good. If it’s too slow? Sell off the merchandise and get out. The capital required to purchase the supplies? Approximately $5-7k.

My brother has nothing to do with this venture, nor will I allow them to involve him in any way, so that’s not a factor. But I don’t have that kind of cash. Or at least, I don’t right now. And I couldn’t even think of putting it on a card yet because I don’t have the money to cover it.

If I don’t come up with the cash, I’m not sure what other funding options they have. None good, I know that much. Dad will take some financially reprehensible cash advance at some ridiculous APR, and I’ll eventually have to help bail them out at a much later (and more expensive) date.

The only option I have to avoid incurring debt is to recall a $5k personal loan I’d made last year. I hesitate because the interest from that loan is reducing the principal of another personal loan Dad owes. It’s my “floater” cushion that I’d really rather not use.

So:

Con: I run the risk of losing that $5k cushion. It took me a LONG time to save that much, can I bear to lose it?

Pro: Alternatively, if the business works out, I would recoup that “investment” and possibly see my parents become more self-sufficient.

I’m finally asking the question that seemed unthinkable before. Not “Can I?” or “How do I?” but “Should I?

(oh Mapgirl, that’s your cue!)

July 18, 2007

Paying the price for last minute airfare

BoyDucky’s been (let himself be) suckered into depending on United’s E-fares that publish the week of the weekend he’d like to travel. The last time he got complacent and found that United wasn’t going to fly him down to SoCal for less than $350, his coworker came to the rescue reminding him to use Travelocity’s last minute package deals that include airfare and car rental.

This time, however, he’s completely out of luck. Not only did lastminute.com, and various alterations to his itinerary still not turn up any good flight options, he was too late to buy the $166 fare I found, using more inconvenient airports, on farecompare.com. Now that it’s just a couple days before he wants to travel, options are much more severely limited.

If h’s determined to come down this weekend and work out with his team, it’s going to cost at least $250. *shudder* This is why I’d rather make arrangements far in advance and have a plane ticket I can live with that (< $150). I'm so glad that he's already got his tickets for the next weekend (Con weekend). We simply can't afford to keep flying him down at such exhorbitant prices! And I can’t wait until we’re in the same city.

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