I’ve been a working girl from the age of 18. I earned my own money, I made my way in the world without help from anyone. I bought what I wanted, whether I needed it or not. Money was meant for spending, for good times, for looking good and living a comfortable life. In the midst of my excessive spending, I saved where I could. I knew the importance of putting money aside for a rainy day. I could’ve saved more if I hadn’t indulged as much. But this isn’t a post to berate myself for not doing ... Read the Post