Last night I was over at a friends house for ‘drinks’. There were all my best friends there, talking about business and money. I think I was the only non-millionaire there and I felt kind of inferior.
When I was a little kid about 8, I started helping my friends big brother deliver newspapers. I really haven’t been unemployed since.
And I have very little to show for it.
I’m lucky, and I’m doing pretty good I guess, I have two mortgages on two houses, and that’s my only debt. My salary needs a big increase, but I’m making ends meet.
But it’s all chickenfeed. I’ll never be able to retire at this rate, I can only see working till I die.