$387,000 for a car. Even if I was filthy stinking rich, I would have trouble paying that much money for a car. It would be hard to justify. Starving people on the planet would outweigh my need to blow money like that.
I started to think about what I would blow money on. Like if I was just loaded. And money were no option.
I love my house. I want to live here forever. So I don't want a big, fancy house.
My dream car is an old 1970's muscle car that costs about $25,000.
Even though I like to shop, I am happy with clothes from Penney's, Target, and even thrift stores.
I don't wear
My favorite shoes are Crocs.
I don't want to spend money on fancy purses or luggage or home decor.
You know what I would love? I would love a maid. I would willingly start dropping the cash for a maid to come in here and clean all this crap up. Organize my house. Keep it organized. Clean my car on a daily basis. Do all my laundry. Toilets. Scrub the stains out of the carpet. Clean up after I cook. Take out the trash.
Not having to do that stuff would free up tons of time. I could