Tag Archives: about Aloysa

I’d Rather Have New Shoes Than Kids

It all started with my friend cracking a joke about my shopping addiction. “You’d rather have new shoes than children,” she said. Then she caught my eyes that were reflecting exactly the same thought and added (not laughing) “I can’t believe you’d rather have new shoes than kids.” You’ve read the title of this post correctly. Your mind is probably… Read more »

What I Wish I Knew About Life and Finances In My 20s

I was born in the Soviet Republic of Lithuania. My financial education was nonexistent for about two decades after my birth. Neither my mother, nor my grandmother ever talked to me about financial management. Money was not a taboo, it was just the way everyone was raised in our family: you lived from paycheck to paycheck, sometimes asking for advance,… Read more »

Work. Life. Balance. Hell.

Work. Work slammed me with its huge hammer. The last three weeks were so overwhelmingly intense that I stopped believing in work-life balance for good. There are people who can stretch a 24-hour day into a 36-hour day, and still manage to get some sleep. I am not one of them. I stress. I feel overwhelmed. I want to scream…. Read more »

My Not Quite Traditional Marriage

Today is our seventh year anniversary. Seven years of marriage. Seven years of shared experiences, dreams and plans. Seven years of getting to know each other.  Seven years of a life together. When we met over seven years ago, both of us were poor. I was a full-time student, working full-time, my spending problems were in full gear, debt piling… Read more »

Education In Pursuit of a Dream or Money

I never studied at college what I wanted. I chose my majors based on my future earning potential. Sadly, my education was not motivated by love for knowledge, natural curiosity and love of intellectual pursuits. My education was always motivated by financial gain. Even though I had a dream of becoming a writer and joining the literary and intellectual elite,… Read more »

A Rebel in Blue Jeans

I got my first pair of jeans when I was 26 years old. I just moved to the United States, and, after some examination of my wardrobe, my stepfather told my mother that I needed to go shopping. Understandably, my Lithuanian clothes did not fit well into an American lifestyle. My first jeans were from Gap. I still remember that… Read more »