The first year out of college was the worst year of my life. I hated my job, only made the minimum wage, moved 5 times, broke up with my boyfriend of three-and-a-half years, and lived in constant fear of the D.C. sniper, who killed three people in my neighborhood. It took a full year to recover…Read More
Hard work pays and a good steward saves.
At least that’s what I learned getting allowance as a child. At a time when my parents fulfilled my three lowest needs, it was easy to see how financial success and woe resulted from individual virtue. As an adult, I’d see more…Read More