That’s the view from the coffee shop my girlfriend and I liked best on our recent two-week trip to the northeast United States.
We spent most of our time in Buffalo, New York, a stone’s throw from my hometown of Niagara Falls.
There’s a quiet renaissance happening on Buffalo’s West Side. It’s an urban transformation I first noticed about 15–20 years ago.
Professors and other urban professionals initiated the process of buying, fixing up, and inhabiting the Victorian homes that dominate a neighborhood called Elmwood Village.
At the time, I toyed with the idea of buying an income property there…
I often write sitting in front of a coffee shop on a busy stretch of Sunset Boulevard in Los Angeles.
I see all kinds of shit. I watch all types of people. And I eavesdrop on dozens of conversations.
You know you do this too. All of the above. Especially the eavesdropping part.
Anyhow, this morning I heard two things in the span of a few minutes that, coupled with my years of experience paying attention to this stuff, led me to write this article.
We’ve been cash poor for the last two years. Really cash poor. Like broke.
I know several people who have done from decently to amazingly well in the stock market.
I know many more than several people who say they have done amazingly well or better in the stock market.
In today’s environment, you’d think it’s the easy, carefree norm to get rich in stocks.
But that’s bull shit.
Today’s collective chronicling of stock market success is akin to the way people use social media.
You only see the good stuff. The happy times. When things go well.
You post. Your “friends” see your victories. Not your anxiety, trials, and tribulations (save the people…
I’ll try my hardest to not be a dick in this article.
Because it sort of irritates me to see people lament the hardship of trying to put together a budget on a $100,000 salary. Actually, it doesn’t sort of irritate me.
It does irritate me.
However, as this article took shape, I realized I went about writing evenhandedly.
You can tell me if I’m being a dick.
I have come to realize — after more than a decade of writing about money and, over time, applying what I write about to my own life — that people often believe…
I was walking in San Francisco recently when I came across a flyer on the window of a building housing a company that sells real estate.
In one of the nation’s most expensive real estate markets, this company — who I presume doesn’t own the building they work out of (or maybe they do?) — plants the message to passersby that if you rent, you’re paying somebody else’s mortgage.
What a load of black-and-white, either/or bullshit.
I love urban environments, particularly in places such as Los Angeles (where I live) and San Francisco (where I used to live and where my daughter now lives).
Even if I wanted to, I could not afford to purchase a home in these places, particularly in the neighborhoods I like best.
Tons of people move to new places, parts of cities, or the outskirts of town they don’t prefer just to own a home. This isn’t for me. I’d be miserable if I made such a move.
Ask most people I know who fled San Francisco for the suburban fringes…
You can live off of cash now and for the duration.
The process to get there takes time. It goes in phases. It requires patience. It’s not easy.
You gotta respect the process.
Over the last year-plus on Medium, we have covered each phase in-depth, not in any particular order. But it’s all there in dozens of articles — picking apart everything from a low cost of living to credit card debt to emergency funds — throughout my article history.
In this article, we cover the home stretch phase of cash-based personal finance. The point at which you’re pretty much…
After nearly ten years writing and editing articles for the internet, I had enough.
I was a full-time editor for a financial media platform, working stupid hours.
Sitting at a desk (my kitchen table) all day turned me into a fat mess.
I knew I needed to make a change and do something other than work with online content day in and day out for a while. The question was simple — what else could I do?
Each step of the trajectory I went on satisfies the promise of this article’s title.
My real-life experience informs how to quit your…
If all went according to plan, you’re reading this article on day seven of a 15-day vacation my girlfriend and I are on.
A month before this trip commenced, I set out on a writing experiment:
Given my line of work, there’s no reason why I have to interrupt my cash flow while traveling.
So here’s what I’m doing. You can likely adapt this approach to your own situation, particularly if you do work where you set your own schedule.
Over the next 30 days or so, I’m going on a writing sprint. I actually already started. I’m doing it.
In a perfect world, you pay for everything in cash. You finance nothing, except for maybe major purchases — real estate or your car.
This perfect world doesn’t exist.
We finance — usually put on credit cards — all kinds of expenses, even when we can afford to pay cash.
I get this. It’s something it took me years to get over.
Maybe you can afford the $750 for a new smartphone or $600 for your airline tickets, however the thought of parting with that much money makes you feel queasy.
You feel cash insecure by putting such a dent…