Almost a third of us hide financial secrets from our partners. The main thing we lie about is having a secret money stash, according to a Canstar survey.
I must admit I cheated on my husband for years and years. I did not confess all my sins when it came to money. I had multiple secret cash piles and would sometimes even get out an extra $50 from the Coles checkout so as to hide my ‘bonuses’.
And I still miss those Medicare cash rebate days. Remember those simpler time, girls? Collecting Medicare reimbursements was like backing a winner in a horse race when that bit of extra money came into your life. I do not really know what I did with these extra cash injections, but it felt good having them!
These days I have given up hiding my little stashes. My hubby knows I am a bit like a squirrel – I like to sock away little bits each week in order to build up a big supply to get me through winter, or in my case, to get me to the ball in fabulous shoes.
I am that person who spends whatever they earn. I know for sure that I would spend every last cent no matter what I earned. So I have to be really strict on myself and I currently have a travel account where my friend and I direct deposit $15 every week into an account of hopes and dreams that we pray will one day take our children to Paris. Our children may be 33 when this eventuates.
I have another little box where I stuff $10 into each week with the aim of buying a really lovely handbag. I know. Money does not buy happiness but a great handbag or pair of shoes can help shake away the bluest of moods.
The problem with my cash box is that whenever I need tuckshop money or cash for something else, I raid the box. So in three years I have managed to save the grand total of $400. But onwards I march.
So what do you save up for? I also usually have a lay-by going to chip away at bigger tickets items. And nothing makes me happier than placing our Christmas present lay-by in September. I feel like I am Martha Stewart combined with the Barefoot Investor. I feel really smug.
And while we are clearing the air, I probably should tell my husband I haven’t been on our joint diet for weeks. I am guilty of cheating on that front too. I have been eating cheese late at night straight from the fridge door. And there are brand-new cushions for the couch hidden in the boot of my car. End of confessions.
Sami Muirhead is a radio announcer, blogger and commentator. For more from Sami tune into Mix FM.