Sweet Sweet 25

And so the aging bliss continues. Similar to the experience of voting for the first time at 18, or having your first legal taste of booze at 19, it must be a right of passage where at 25 you can call the insurance company and request a new quote. Today I finally had a chance to call my insurance and ask for a lower fee.

With the exception of the long wait to speak to a representative, and the terrible music they played during the wait, it was a painless effort that resulted in a reduction of $50 per month and many belated birthday wishes. If only everything were so simple and easy!

The next major savings will be when I get my first home, and when I get my P.Eng designation.

Overall, who can complain when they're able to save money? (we'll just ignore the fact that I've purchase 5 CDs in the past few days :S Patrick Watson is soooo worth it.)