Jess makes a good point, it always seemed like the withholding tax rate was higher for bonuses, for some reason. So if your 401k deposit is pre-tax, doing that rather than regular savings account has some benefit.
Eta: and we chose to go that way, to be clear.
Seems like you might as well not have them take out the 401(k), assuming it's not going to be a life-changing amount of money, and putting that much more in your short-term savings. You still stay on track with whatever your plan was around your annual 401(k) contribution.
Thing #2--there
might
be a raise, and that
might
change things. Seriously, why so taunty and close-lipped?
Still, either way, I'm looking for 1 month of art class and a cloak. That's in my budget for March.
Yeah, I always made bonuses extra-budgetary because we never knew how much they were going to be until the check showed up. My standard way of dealing with them was to put the usual paycheck-% into the 401k, half the take-home bonus into savings, and the other half immediately squanderable. Not knowing what we could squander on was super tantalizing.
Back when pine trees were muttering about those new angiosperms messing up the neighborhood, I had a boyfriend with a waterbed. I don't remember the bed being a problem. (Maybe it helps that I don't get motion sick.)
Our bonuses do not have 401k contributions taken out by default - you have to elect that specifically every year if you want it. So those are the emails we get. The idea of suspending your regular contributions so that 401k didn't hit the bonus seems kind of misguided. How many people forget or delay reupping?
Part of it is that I feel my 401K is completely useless, and I just pay into it because it's entirely dumb not to, but I'll still be working for the rest of my life anyway.
eta:
How many people forget or delay reupping?
Exactly.
The only problem we ran into with the waterbed was Cat Mondu, who rightfully acquired his title of Bubble Hunter. He cold spot a bubble through three layers of blanket and sheet and mattress cover, and more than once we'd wake up to soggy covers and a proud cat. "I got it, Daddy!"