The Art of Spending Money
I started a new book last night from one of my favorite authors, Morgan Housel. He wrote The Psychology of Money which was one of my favorite books I’ve read and is one of the books that’s shaped my worldview. Naturally, I thought it would be good to read his follow-up, The Art of Spending Money. While the first book was about mostly around how humans view money and how to build wealth and money, this book seems to be about how to properly spend that wealth.
I’m really enjoying it so far although I’m only a chapter in. It’s a really good refresh for me as I feel like I’ve fallen a bit more into the “keeping up with the Joneses” mentality recently as I moved back to New York.
There was always immense wealth in San Francisco, but the culture was definitely different. Part of that is I grew up in San Francisco and perhaps view it differently than transplants. But culturally, there is something about the amount of wealth in New York that feels different. It’s hard to explain, but the amount of money is just everywhere flashed in front of you living in New York, many more times over than in San Francisco.
I hope reading this book provides a much needed reset in my mentality. Deep down, I know that I’m in a good financial position and have a great head on my shoulders. I don’t like to buy fancy things and I know what things make me happy, like food, experiences, and vacations. At the same time, I feel myself wanting a lot more than I have previously.
I think a lot of that is having a child and wanting to make sure to provide the best for him. While I know money can’t buy happiness, it can provide better access and support for my son. Being around parents who are paying an arm and leg to send their kids to fancy “tech” daycares and having live-in nannies has a negative impact on my psyche. I’ve felt at times that I’m not doing enough. I know Sophia feels the same.
Deep down though, I know my son lives a good life and we’re doing a great job. We’re not rich by any measure, especially in New York, but we live great and happy lives. Comparison is a thief of joy, and sadly that has impacted my mentality recently. Hopefully a good book is exactly what is needed to get my mind right again.