Lately, my personal finances resemble my laundry. Backed up and in need of freshening!
Every time I turn around I see another pile. Just when I thought I'd taken care of this or gotten to that, it stares me down, clogging the hallway of life in it's insistence on immediate attention.
In every stage of life there is a subliminally devastating crisis-like problem that you must focus on and solve, or...else.
When I was single, it was "I must be married."
When I was married, it was "I must start a family."
When I had a family it was, "I must raise my family."
Now, it is, "I must pay for everything I thought I could afford during the last decade."
My father used to say, "This too shall pass."
I hope he was right.