When I only had 50 dollars to save at the end of the month, it seemed hardly worth saving. Someone, somewhere, had advised me to save it, but I thought they must be crazy to think that riches could come from saving 50 dollars every month. Those advice-givers certainly didn’t understand where I was coming from. I felt as if I was working hard and doing all the right things, and it would be nice to have a little reward to enjoy.
In the beginning, Mr. Zero and I rented a very modest little house.… Continue reading