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The Mental Load of Financial Planning

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Mental Load of Financial Management

Recently I’ve seen a lot of videos on my social media feed about the mental load that women often carry. Many women become the household manager almost by default, whether they want to be or not. 

Luckily I enjoy housekeeping, because my partner is pretty bad at cleaning! Back when I worked full-time, the house fell into chaos because I couldn’t keep up with all the chores while running my business. As my partner’s career has grown, I’ve been able to work fewer hours and devote more time to maintaining and running our home, which I feel is a fair arrangement. 

I don’t mind chores and find them pretty relaxing and meditative. But something I do wish I had more help with is financial planning. I haven’t seen many people talk about the mental burden of being responsible for household money management. Because I’m a personal finance writer, the financial planning mainly falls to me. Although I run everything by my partner, I’m definitely the primary decision maker, which can be a bit stressful at times. 

If I make a big financial mistake, it could affect our quality of life or ability to retire. That’s why I find being responsible for our money more stressful than managing our home. Basic chores are pretty hard to mess up, and there aren’t really any consequences when I do. If I burn dinner, we can just heat up a frozen meal or go get a pizza. Bad financial decisions are much harder to rectify. 

Too Many Options

Since I write about personal finance for a living, you’d think it would be easy for me to manage our money. Knowledge is power, right? I actually find financial planning difficult sometimes because I’m familiar with too many different money management strategies.

I almost feel like I have information overload when it comes to finances. I second guess myself and wonder if I’m making the right money moves, or if different strategies would be better. Homemaking is easier for me because I never have to wonder if I’m loading the dishwasher right or mopping correctly. And nothing catastrophic will happen if I do it wrong. 

Because I have to be a money expert at work and at home, it’s hard to switch off and stop thinking about finances. I also dislike being the “bad cop” who has to tell my partner we can’t do or buy something if we want to meet our financial goals. 

Relieving the Mental Load

I’m not sharing this to whine or complain. The mental load of handling finances is something I thought might be relatable. I see many insightful comments from the ladies who read this blog, and I get the feeling at least some of you are primarily responsible for your family’s finances too. Discussions about mental load usually focus on household chores, caretaking, and appointment setting, so I wanted to shine a light on this aspect of it. 

Who’s primarily responsible for money management in your relationship? Does financial planning stress you out or do you enjoy it? I’d love to hear your thoughts on this topic in the comments.

To relieve some of the mental load, I’m trying to redistribute certain financial tasks. For example, I let my partner handle our taxes this year. Although it was nerve-wracking to give up control of something so important, it turned out ok and we got a $600 return. 

We might’ve missed out on some deductions because I didn’t double check anything. But I’m learning that sometimes done is better than perfect, even when it comes to finances.

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I swear I could not make up my life. Seriously. I do believe someone should make a movie out of the crazy that is my life.

I believe I wrote previously that my contract job was ending. The job that I took in July when I left my dream job/team, that was supposed to become permanent ended officially on February 23rd. And I once again became jobless. At the same time every major tech company is doing massive layoffs.

200 resumes out of the door and radio silence.

More Death

Oh, then my grandmother dies. My beloved grandmother. My strongest supporter along with my uncle who died in November. It’s been a rough first quarter of 2023. She was born in 1927.

As terrible of a loss as it has been. It was also an answer to prayer, my grandmother did not want to outlive her daughter, my mom who has been on hospice care since last September.

L to R: My daughter, my sister, me, my mom and my grandmother

Personal Change

To top even this off, all three of my boys are moving away in the next couple of months. The twins are moving back to Virginia in just a few short weeks and my baby boy is off to Texas this summer.

This mama is unraveled on every front. And truly struggling to come to grips with what life is supposed to look like next.

The Good News

The good news is that the trauma is beginning to recede and I am feeling the clouds clear from my head. My savings has been tiding us over thusfar. We are two months in. And while the end of my savings is in sight. It is not imminent. A very different situation than the last time I found myself unemployed for any period of time. (Any BAD readers been here that long?)

I have been blessed with a part time job with a local accountant. And I am LOVING it. It’s not much money but it’s something. (Grateful for my Sunday School class who facilitated this new job.) She gave me full time hours during tax season for a couple of weeks. And plans to keep me on part time.  Currently, I am working on some technology changes and integrations for her as well as digitizing and organizing all her client files.

I think my head is on straight enough to resume writing. I appreciate those who reached out and checked on me.