How to Afford Anything

My condo was so nasty that I cried when I moved in. It was awful, but it was a place I came to love as the years rolled on and I renovated it. It also meant I always had cash to burn on anything that really mattered. I also was where I wanted to live, far more important than in what you live.

Alas, Wade convinced me to live in a nicer apartment. From here on out, though I’m going the cheap route.

check me out at posterous here.

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