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The Real Value of Money and a Kubo Rich Reason to Respect It

The Seine River. Taken by me on our honeymoon to Paris.

For the longest time I had no clue what money was for. I just knew that to live in our society there are essential things we have to pay for. Things like food, shelter, utilities, and transportation. But then once those were taken care of, it wasn’t really clear what I was supposed to do with the money that was left. The prevailing thought, it seemed, was that money left over was supposed to be spent on things. Many economists and financial professionals call it disposable income after all. And I often heard people say something like what’s the point of saving so much? You can’t take your money with you when you die. There were people who mentioned the importance of saving, but they were few. And the advice often seemed more of an afterthought to the ever more important issue of which things you could afford to buy with your disposable income. So even though I avoided consumer debt in my younger years, I spent a lot of money on things I shouldn’t have. In hindsight, I just didn’t understand what money was and how it should be used.

Is the Kubo Rich Life Green?

The very green Bavarian countryside. Our German friends took us to tour the two famous castles in Bavaria.

Here at the Kubo, we’ve been what might be labelled frugal for quite a while. For the most part, Kubo King doesn’t care for a closet full of clothes or the latest iPhone, and I’ve been a penny-pincher since I went away to college and had to start paying my own rent. Over time, our natural tendencies to resist being consumers have been reinforced — by learning about investing and financial independence on his part; and by learning about the minimalist movement on my part. At the intersection of these two movements, we have found common ground on handling our money.

In 2018, though, a third motivation to reduce consumption was brought to our attention.

This Year, Become Debt Free

When I was 19 years old I worked part-time at a famous burger chain on the West Coast for $10 an hour. It was more than what the other burger chains were paying its workers. So my coworkers and I thought that we were getting paid a lot of money at the time. This sentiment became more apparent when, after a staff meeting, one of them started talking about the brand-new car he had just bought (with a car loan) within three months of being hired. A group of us became curious so we followed him to the parking lot to see what the car was all about. It turned out to be a nice modest American car (think Ford Focus or Chevy Cruze). Naturally, I wanted to know how much he had financed it for, and so I asked him. I can’t recall how much it was now, but I do remember being uncomfortable at the thought of taking out such a loan; especially for something like buying a brand-new car. All I could think about was how dependent I would be on my part-time job in order to make the monthly car loan payments. I was still only a teenager, and it was only supposed to be a temporary job. So it didn’t sit well with me. And now that I’m a little older, my revulsion at the thought of being in significant amounts of debt is even stronger.

A Kubo Rich Christmas

When I was a child living in the Philippines the Christmas season was my favorite time of the year. As you know by now, I was born in the Philippines and my family and I immigrated to America when I was 11 years old. To this day, I still speak Tagalog fluently and I still crave Filipino food regularly. However, at this point in my life, I consider myself as culturally American. In other words, my point-of-view on how things should work has been greatly influenced and shaped by American culture, its thinking, and its traditions. However, there is one thing that the Philippines does the best (in my opinion), and it’s something I truly miss every year around this time ever since my family moved here — the Filipino Christmas season. Frankly, the Filipino Christmas season completely dwarfs the American one in its festivities.