Amazewife and I destroyed the last of our debt just in time for our tenth wedding anniversary. Yay, marriage! I didn't have a ring for my wife when I proposed. I really didn't have much at all when I proposed. It was a cold night outside the Logan temple when I did and I had about $200 to my name. Unlike the one and only Derek Oliver that dressed up as Superman. And got Superman's help to propose . (Congrats, Derek.) But my post isn't about Derek. It is about Amazewife and I. She's A and I'm B , so why don't you just C your way out of this conversation, Derek? Go scare away the porcupines from your yard before your dog bites one. Inside joke. Anywho, our anniversary isn't just one day out of the year. It is part of what I call Mega Week . It is clustered like another topping on a delicious, terrifying, three-layer cake made of it, Mother's day and her birthday. Due to that close proximity, gift buying and delivery can become quite the ordeal...
The stories of a man working hard to achieve financial peace.