My wife and I basically have very little debt at this point, outside of necessary things like mortgage and car payment, and a student loan.
A few years ago we were sinking fast, though, and – as “it’s not my fault!” as this sounds – it, um, wasn’t really all our fault.
We’d bought the house because I had a good job, a career-job instead of a throwaway job, and she had a good job – also a career rather than a McJob. Combined, our income was right around $50k. Not too bad for a couple in their early/mid 20’s with no college education between them (my wife went to college but was unable to finish; I never went. We’re still paying her student loans, though.) We got the house through an assistance program which basically paid the down payment and closing fees; we had to come up with a % which amounted to about $500. The rest of the fees we would pay over the next year as a payment to the assistance program. All told, mortgage + startup payment added to about 700/month – easily doable, and once the startup was paid back, it would drop to $550. For a house! Apartments cost that much, and this was a nice neighborhood with a fenced yard. No way I could pass it up. (And I was careful – fixed rate, no adjustments, not interest-only)
Six months or so after starting her job as a lawyer’s assistant/secretary (before the insurance kicked in, of course) and changing her major to support her anticipated career as a paralegal, my wife succumbed to one of the numerous little things that her genetic disorder leaves her vulnerable to – pleurisy, in this case. Legal or not, the attorney she was working for fired her and hired on another assistant/secretary. We didn’t have the money to fight it, and what would be the point? If he was willing to fire her for a medical condition, she shouldn’t be working there anyway. We could make it on my salary until the pleurisy went away, with only a little tightening of the belt, and then she could go to work for one of the other lawyers in town. No problem. Sure, the medical bills had wiped out our savings, but that was okay – we’d rebuild them soon enough.
Then the IT bubble burst, and suddenly my career no longer commanded the $200/hour fees that people had been willing to pay before. The consulting company I worked for downsized until I was the only one left, then handed me a $90 paycheck one week, claiming that since there wasn’t any business, they only owed me for the hours I’d been able to bill. That was most definitely NOT the arrangement, as I pointed out, and I accepted a one-month’s-pay severance package in exchange for not suing them and finishing up the outstanding projects before I walked out the door.
So there we were, nothing in savings due to medical, a mortgage looming overhead, car payments still nickel-and-diming us, and ongoing medical problems that insurance had never covered in the first place.
We made it work, though. I found another job, not nearly as lucrative, but a job, worked on the side freelance where I could, we ended up bringing in about $30k (combined) a year. We cut down on everything and were able to make the payments to everyone except the doctors. Sometimes it was tricky keeping the lights on, but we didn’t spend on cell phones, cable TV, or much of anything.
Then another medical issue cropped up, just as we were starting to breathe easier. Turns out my wife had a sodium deficiency that nobody had been able to diagnose before. I’d have preferred it if it hadn’t taken two trips to the ER for her stroke-like symptoms to figure it out (and by an intern at that!), but hey, a little extra table salt solves it just fine. But whoops! ER visits are expensive little bastards.
Long story short, we kept getting slammed by medical expenses before we had time to rebuild our finances from the last one, and these same events generally also cost my wife her job at the time, cutting down our income as well. It’s a fucking vicious cycle and at times makes me wish the US had nationalized health care of some sort.
Anyway, these days we’re finally doing okay. We found a doctor who was willing to take payments withOUT sending us to collections after 90 days, my wife has been able to keep a job for a year now, making her eligible for medical insurance for the first time in her adult life, and we refinanced two years ago to wipe out the collection agency (medical) debts in one go. THe mortgage payment is a bit higher now, but without everything else looming we’ve been okay.
For what it’s worth, we have exactly one credit card, and that’s all we’ve ever had. And – at my express and often-repeated request – it only has a 700 limit. We’re currently running a balance on it because we had to buy a new stove and, surprise!, not enough in savings, but we’re paying it off.
I tend to get a bit frustrated when people assume everybody in debt was there through mismanagement. The only thing I know we could have done differently is not buy the house, but at the time it was cheaper than an apartment would have been and was buying equity for the future. I don’t regret it.