I have to follow up yesterday’s post with more musings on another A&E show. I discovered Obsessed last night. I had never heard of the show, but I’m in love. It focuses on a few individuals that struggle with obsessive compulsive disorder (OCD). It’s not just the “I don’t like germs” OCD, but like crazy intense “I put on the clothes that my father died in every night” type OCD. People on this show have some crazy obsessions and it’s interesting to see how it effects their lives, but even more interesting is their determination to overcome their cumpulsions. Definitely inspring.
Now let’s take the premise of this show and tie it in to personal finance shall we? I bet a fair share of us PFers are obsessed with our finances. I know J. Money has blogged about his obesessive compulsive checking of his site stats (We are probably all guilty of this). I have blogged before about my obsession with learning about finances and how it all started. Mr. PrimeTime also has a similar article. I bet we all have things we do that we would never want our friends to know about because they would think we were cuckoo. For example, I probably check my Roth IRA balance 20 times a day. This goes against the typical financial advice, to put your retirement accounts out of mind for the next 40 something years. Or how about the fact that I hate driving my car because I know every mile I put on it depreciates it just a little more (I only put 4K on my car last year).
I would love to see the show focus on a few of us PFers who chase interest rates, buy and sell stocks like nobodies business, and know all the latest financial news before it even hits the press. A healthy amount of PF obsession can be a wonderful thing, but going overboard can cause unnecessary difficulties in your life. If you are a PF OCD victim like me, let this post serve as a reminder to put ourselves in check and think “Do I really need to transfer my credit card balance for a 0.01% better ineterest rate?”
What are your OCD behaviors? Even if they are not PF related I still wanted to hear ’em. Everytime I drive through a yellow light, I have to kiss my hand and then touch the cieling of my car. I have even tried to force myself to not do it, but I get super anxious and always end up completing the ritual. I’m a freak.