Little, If Anything, To Say

Let's face it, on most days I don't have a darn thing that is really worth saying. One of the advantages to being an older guy is that many of the day-to-day pressures of life have gone their way. I don't have to worry about losing my job or getting ahead in the company, no kids skipping school, staying out too late or generally misbehaving, and I don't have debt, so I don't really have real money worries. In short, my bellyaching has reached another level, second-tier whining, if you will. Nowadays, my complaints are entertainment, mostly. I started this blog because I have been fortunate to learn a thing or two about money and I thought others might find these lessons learned useful. As it turns out, everyone knows what I know, the question is whether or not they choose to act on the information. I can't help with the motivation part, it seems. So my blog has evolved into an online diary of sorts. It is interesting to me to go back and read about what I was doing or thinking on a day in the past. Through all of my nonsense, several people routinely take a moment out of their days to check in and see what I am moaning about. An act that mystifies me, but makes me feel very appreciative. And as unbelievable as it might seem, my regular readership is not limited to my family. So, whether you are the reader from nearby Bisbee, AZ. or far away Moorabbin, Victoria in Australia, New York City or Austin, Texas, or the reader who only shows up in my stats as United States, I want to say thanks for looking in. This is a picture of the two cupcakes that were the centerpiece of Sneedlet's birthday tribute to his grandma. He noticed that our family celebration last Sunday didn't have a cake or singing, and as any three-year-old can tell you, no cake, no singing, no birthday. So, I got these cupcakes and this morning the lovely Mrs. S and Sneedlet lit the candles and belted out in song. Merle. Things in this blog represented to be fact, may or may not actually be true. The writer is frequently wrong and sometimes just full of it. Tag: Daily Life Personal Finance Humor