EXPOSED: #InvestorChallengeLeaks What Patrick spends in an average month

I do my own stuntsYes it’ll all be revealed soon, but first a story.

In 2009 I had a work trip to Rome. Happily I have a very good friend George who lives in Rome, and I usually stay with him when I’m there. He’s also a keen cyclist like myself, and has a few bikes we use to explore the ancient city using pedal power. I love it.

On this evening, I was due to meet a number of colleagues on their first trip to the city. As I’d been there quite a few times before I offered to show them around, and we agreed to meet that night at the Colosseum metro station. Yes, literally across the road from that great monument is a rather dingy underground station.

As George lived a couple of kilometers away, I decided to cycle in, but just before I could leave another good friend I hadn’t seen in a while arrived, so I had to stay a while and catch up. Eventually I left with only 5 minutes to do 3 kilometers. “Easy” I said while flexing my quadriceps, grabbing the bike and hitting the road.

After 2km I realised I’d forgotten my helmet, and my headlamp, and my tail light. At this time I was doing 45km/h down the last steep hill before the Collosseum. The wind was tearing my hair back while I pounded those pedals without mercy. In the background I swear I could hear the Ride of the Valkyries playing as I swooped past the odd car.

For some reason that was the moment I realised that what I was doing was particularly dangerous. It was dark and I was unlit, so I thought it would probably be best to get off the road and onto the bike path. During this lane change I saw a gigantic pothole far too late. I knew it would be a big hit and tried to hold on. Sadly the bike wasn’t the best maintained piece of equipment, and the front wheel turned without the handle bars doing the same.

“Oh Sherbert!” I thought to myself, but not in those exact words. “This is going to hurt” was my airborn thought. I seemed to have all the time in the world to think about just how. As time stood still I made a note of the fact that I was helmetless and the road was hard. “Do whatever you can to protect your melon man”. I tried, as I was twisting to the left I put that arm out to try stop my fall but it was pointless. My arm hit, my head hit, and the world went dark.

Then it lightened again. “Hey I’m alive” is always a good thought. “If I don’t get out of the road I might not stay that way”. So I did. At this point I realised large amounts of blood were coming out of a new facial feature above my left eye. It’s weird what you think at a time like that. My thought was that this would put a serious dent in my ability to pick up attractive women. Really. I also knew I shouldn’t keep my colleagues waiting and be an inconsiderate host. I picked up the bike and straightened the handlebar. At that exact moment I felt a monstrous amount of pain in my left arm. The kind of pain that tells you that all is definitely not well.

I made it to the metro station, and my friends faces confirmed that I was definitely far from pretty to look at. A phone call and some waiting time later George was driving me to the hospital, where I met a very beautiful nurse who rushed me past all the queuing people to the head injury section where nobody needs to wait. Fortunately all the damage was superficial, and they superglued the area around my eyebrow back together and put a large patch on most of the left side of my face and then made me wait for the arm doctor.

He didn’t speak any English, neither did the pretty Italian nurse, so it was sign language from then on. “The elbow is a ball in socket joint” he tried to mime grinding his fist into his other palm. “Your socket is kaput” was the next move shown in german sign language weirdly by stretching that hand’s fingers out in a jerk. They sent me on my way without painkillers, but happily also without a monstrous bill. Emergency care in Italy is free.

Amazingly my face healed with only the slightest scar in my eyebrow. That superglue is pretty awesome stuff. Six weeks later I was seeing an orthopod in Johannesburg, who asked what idiot told me to keep this cast on for 6 weeks. Your tendons have shrunk and it will take you half a year to be able to use your arm properly again.

And that was it, in 6 months I put on 10kg due to a lack of exercise. Then when I could exercise again it never came off, so for the first time in my life I had to watch what I ate. I counted calories, looked up carbohydrate percentages and sliced a gram off cheese of my daily allowance because I could have 135 grams and not 136.

I went from 24% bodyfat to 5.5% bodyfat, and my strength and muscle tone were fantastic. The gym instructor measuring me thought his machine was broken only to accept the numbers when I took off my shirt so he could use the calipers. After a year of analysing food I knew instinctively what I was eating. How many carbs were in a handful of macadamia nuts and how many calories my dinner of steak, egg and creamy cauliflower dinner came to. I’d earned the right

From Fat to Fit

Watching what you eat is a great investment

not to have to count and measure my food anymore. Eating well became internalised.

And this is where we finally come back to money.

If you, like so many people in the world, just don’t know where your money goes every month, you have to keep a budget. The first path to financial freedom is knowing what you’re spending and where. You can keep a notebook, use an app, or only spend money on cards and not cash, but you do need to find out where it’s going, and what is wasteful and what is really necessary.

Eventually that too will become internalised. You’ll know the difference between needs and wants. You’ll know the difference between a wasteful expense and a well earned luxury. You’ll know what things cost. When the price of cheese is so low that you should stock up. And that there has to be a better way to fix the car heater that won’t turn off rather than blindly handing over R3000 to the Nissan dealer just to look for the problem.

Happily I’ve been living well below my means ever since I started earning a salary. In fact there hasn’t been a year where I’ve spent more than 50% of my takehome pay. Due to that I feel I’ve earned the right not to keep a budget, which meant I had actually no idea how much I spent on various parts of my life. I knew instinctively that it was a lean budget, and that my few extravagances were well earned and deserved. I knew when things were a need and when they were a want, as well as which wants were good to satisfy and which I should avoid.

If my son is sick he gets to go see doctors and any medication necessary. That’s a need. I won’t survive without eating, so that’s also a need. Sadly I can’t use that excuse for a R79 box salted caramel ice cream from Haagen Dazs. Instead I let your wife get that and eat it all while she’s out. Sorry hon!

Wants on the other hand are things like plane tickets, drones or a new car. I once thought I should buy a classic sports car. I was totally convinced it would make my life better and had huge plans for it, until the day I drove it home. I already knew on that first drive home that it was a huge mistake, and just the site of it in my garage drove me insane. Luckily for me it spent most of it’s time at he workshop spending my money on things it needed, so I didn’t actually have to look at it all that much, and then I sold it.

That’s one of the reasons I don’t have a drone, or a boat, or a Toyota FJ cruiser with a roof tent, snorkel and winch. I find that keeping a month cooling off period before a potential financial mistake is a huge help, because often the allure of the object simply fades, and is replaced with relief that you never actually bought it.

But now I’ve been exposed. Thanks to the 22seven app (no I’m not getting any kick backs) I’ve been using for the past 6 months, I finally have accurate figures on where my spending is going. And without keeping you waiting any longer, here are the totals of my spending for the last 6 months, the monthly averages and a few comments:

What Patrick spent in the last 6 monthsAs you can see it’s ranked from biggest expense to smallest. And as someone who truly loves traveling, I went to Chile and Argentia in February, and just got back from a trip exploring Hamburg and London. Later on this year I’ll cycle the length of Portugal all the way north into Spain for 3 weeks. This is a very unusual for me, as I generally only do one foreign trip a year, and this year it was meant to be just Portugal and Spain where costs are super low, and the flight under R4000 return.

This expense is probably more than twice as high as it would be in a normal year. If I remove the holiday spending from my budget, I get to almost exactly the figure I plan for with my monthly spending, R17486. I generally like to keep things under R18k with a third for housing, a third to look after by son’s needs, and a third for me.

Yes I’m lucky I built an electric bike, so my fuel cost is lower than most peoples, my old car is also cheap to run and very cheap to insure. My wife is shocked at my clothing spend, and does buy me the odd item I insist I never need, which thank her for and ask her to please not do it again. Personally I only replace clothes that wear out. That pair of slacks wore out in the office, so I had to rush to Woolies that day! My dry mac bought in first year is refusing to wear out, so I still wear it. The same for the Sharks rugby shorts I bought from Mr Price in Mbabane for a ridiculously good price. Nobody there wanted them!

Feel free to criticise my budget in the comments below, and to all those in government, I’ve shown my cards, could you please give me us honest view of where our where our tax money actually goes? I’d like some details too, just saying Dubai isn’t going to cut it!

*If you’re curious cheese at under R80 a kilo warrants stocking up and the heater was fixed after an hour of me lying with my head in the drivers’ footwell with my feet on the headrest, armed with a roll of duct tape and a tube of no more nails. It’s still perfect nearly two years later. Also happily 7 years later I’ve still never been in double digit bodyfat levels again, in spite of the stolen Haagen Dazs.

I'm really curious where the readers rank in terms of monthly spending. This is of course an anonymous poll.

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  • What kind of medical aid is that? Ours is over R4000 just for my wife and I.

  • Ros Brodie

    Just curious where you’ve put home internet (presumably household expenses?) and cellphone?
    What about things like books and music?
    Also, for a women, we’d have to include the hairdresser (once every 6-8 weeks for any woman who’s gone grey) and perhaps a monthly mani/pedi?
    Is groceries also only half of the total, the other half shared by your wife?

    I couldn’t find any info on the FNB fee saver option. I know I used to be on this, but they kept upping the minimum balance, and reducing the number of free transactions. What balance do you need to maintain, and is it worth the monthly saving on fees it for the lost growth on that money?

  • MoneyChief

    Cool article. How do you get your car insurance so low? I pay 900 a month for my old polo.

  • The main issue is just to phone around. I find the best rates are between MiWay, ABSA iDirect, Sanlam and regent. As an added bonus call outsurance. They’re hidiously expensive but you’ll get to collect R400! My excess is also higher than most. I upped it from R2500 to R4500, which is 10% of the vehicle value.

  • I’m fortunate to work for an international organisation, so I get an offshore medical aid. We use Alliance.

  • Yes it’s there. I get a cellphone from work, but before I did I just used a cheap data contract from Telkom. R500 for 1GB a month for a year. I hate speaking on the phone, so in the rare case someone needs to actually call me they can do that through facebook or whatsapp.

    FNB used to have the fee saver at R9k, then it was upped to R20k. I’ve heard rumours it’s now R50k, but according to my statements not. If that happends I’m off to Capitec. I’ve never had loyalty to banks, mobile networks or insurance companies. It seems you get punished for loyalty in our market.

  • Joe

    Nice budget, would like clarity on the groceries too if it’s for half or entire monthly expense? Are there any other expenses on your wife’s side ie does she do her own budget in terms of spending?

    Then, I’m guessing no pets, domestic help or life insurance?

  • I buy the majority of the food we eat, my wife takes care of the pets. They’re my step-pets 🙂

    When you’ve built up enough of a net worth, life insurance is no longer necessary. If something were to happen to me, the dividends on my investments alone will give my son a very comfortable upbringing. In fact they’re probably twice as high as what I spend on him monthly at the moment.

    My wife works so she’ll be okay, and when she’s 62 she can collect half my pension. At the moment that’s only worth about R10k a month in today’s money, but by then she’ll also have a decent investment bundle of her own judging by the amount she saved last year, so she’ll be just fine.

  • Joe

    You’ll have to give us some pointers on the groceries side / a breakdown sometime =)

  • Joe

    are you close to an 25x annual expenses threshold, or how are you determining the point of enough net worth ? I’m working towards that level and getting quite close.. then it’s a matter of finding some new projects to cover inevitable stock market corrections

  • Yeah I’m around there. If I left my job now I’m pretty sure I’d never need to work again, but I’m actually planning on spending more once I stop working than I do while I work. Full time traveling is a bit of an unknown, and if I do decide to get a boat and sail around the world I’m fairly sure I’ll need more than I have!

    The 25X rule or as I prefer, the 300 rule (http://investorchallenge.co.za/the-fantastically-simple-rule-of-300/) is still one I believe in.

    Well done on getting close to that level, it’s not something most people ever do. At some point you should give us a rundown of how you managed that, either here or in the forum.

  • Joe

    My story was pretty straightforward – work as an engineer for 5 years, MBA, then 10 years in Finance industry. Save every bonus and live off <50% of the income.

    Got married to a wife who has similar spending ideas, but does mostly part-time work so income-wise didn't grow the capital pot by much, but defended well on the inflation lifestyle side so every year our actual percentage saved increased. Because of our focus on income, personally, I think we live lavishly, with lots of holidays, nice home and plenty of entertaining of friends and family. We have everything we want.

    Investment wise, just invested into shares and interest instruments and just snowballed the investment income. Did that for 15 years and bam! 25x! So we are now FI in late 30s but still in our jobs for the time being.

  • That’s a great story Joe, if you ever feel like putting it into detail as a blog post let me know. Most people assume it’s an impossible dream, but you’ve managed and still had a fairly luxurious life! Nicely done, any thoughts as to what your next plans are?