My Money Ain’t Your Business
I purchased a brand new motorcycle.
I have to say, I am constantly flabbergasted at how many people think that other people’s money and how they spend it is any of their business.
On the way home from the dealership, I saw that I had a missed call from my mom so I called her back. At the end of the call, I told her about my new Harley, expecting her to be excited since she loves motorcycles and already knew I was thinking about getting one. The first thing she said was, “how can you even afford that?”
I was annoyed, but she is my mom so I get it. I don’t ever tell her much of anything about my current finances and the last thing she really heard from me was that I was broke as a joke a couple years ago.
Many of you were around back then when I was actually losing money trying to figure out how to make this blogging gig work. I even asked if some of you would be willing to donate a buck or two each month to pay for the cost of my server while I got through the roughest of it.
But then, and largely because of that, everything fell into place. What “fell into place” means is for me to know only, not anyone else. I simply told you all I was good and it was totally cool if you cancelled your donations.
That is where my need to justify my purchases to anyone ever again officially ended.
Until the day I’m asking others for money or owing people money, my money ain’t anyone else’s business.
Yes, I bought a brand new 2025 Harley-Davidson Softail Heritage motorcycle yesterday.
The following scenarios are all possible.
- I paid straight up cash for it because I’m doing that well.
- Harley gave it to me in exchange for advertising on my blog.
- I have been putting aside $83/month for the last twenty years for this bike and finally emptied my piggy bank to get it.
- I robbed my kid’s trust fund.
- I got a killer loan with a 0% interest rate over five years.
- I got a really crappy loan and I am paying 29.99% interest on a ten-year loan.
- Harley was selling ten bikes for ten bucks each to the first ten people who could recite the entire Harley’s owner manual from memory without messing up.
- I found hidden pirate’s treasure.
- A small airplane was flying overhead and dumped a huge load of $100 bills on top of me.
- I found enough change by digging in my couch cushions.
- The owner of my local Harley dealership needed a kidney so we traded. A bike for an organ.
- I sold my rare collection of Garbage Pail Kid cards.
- I schmoozled up to a dying rich old woman long enough to get a free ride.
- I sold my soul.
Yes, any one of those things could have been “how I made it happen.”
And I’m honestly asking, why is that ever anyone’s business?
I’ll tell my mom how I can afford it. I don’t care about that. But I don’t have to tell anyone else. I don’t even have to tell her.
Over on my Facebook page, a few readers have blatantly commented about what I should be doing with my money instead. “Wouldn’t that money be better spent on Noah’s college fund?” one reader said. “Isn’t that just going to cause more problems with Noah’s co-parents?” Others comments were similar.
Seriously?
And it’s not just me who gets it. I constantly see so many people butting in to everyone else’s finances. It’s like we’re all trying to keep this mental ledger of who has what so that we can compare ourselves and our finances to others. Why, I don’t know. Everyone on earth is going to make a different amount of money, they’re all going to have different priorities, they’re all going to see value in different things, and they’re all going to spend it or save it how they see fit.
If you want to put all your extra money into your kid’s college fund, you do that. If you want to spend it on fancy Welsh garden gnomes, you do that. If you want to sew it into a mattress, I don’t care. It’s your money and your life.
What I make and what I spend it on does not reflect on you or anyone else at all. What you make and what you spend your money on doesn’t reflect on me. A person’s worth has nothing to do with cash or things. It has everything to do with how good they are in the sack. I mean, it has everything to do with their heart. I really believe that.
Like I said, if I am asking you for money or I owe you money, you have every right to question my splurges. If I’m singing Halleluiah and tell you to give me a tenth of your income to build the kingdom and that kingdom includes gold and diamond watches and $300,000 sports cars, then yes. Question it. But if I decide to buy a motorcycle and that motorcycle actually has nothing to do with you except that you happened to read about it, then don’t ask for an explanation.
I’m not ever going to openly discuss my income and finances here on Single Dad Laughing. That’s my business, the IRS’s business, and unfortunately my ex-wife’s business. Nobody else’s.
PS. What do you think? Are people way too obsessed with other people’s money and how they spend it? Do you think we should all butt out or do you think its helpful to point out to people how you’d do it differently?
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