I’m not a minimalist, but I do appreciate the sentiment that your life should be as clutter-free as possible. So for sh%ts and giggles, I decided to perform a clutter audit on our house. For the purposes of my audit, I defined “clutter” as something that 1) Mrs. Groovy and I haven’t used in six …
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“Some men want their hell before death.” That was my younger self’s wise-ass explanation for why men got married. Fortunately, I no longer possess such a dreary view of marriage. In fact, anyone familiar with this blog knows that I’m a big proponent of marriage. Marriage is the best tool you have to build wealth …
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For nearly thirty years the stranger in the woods… Took the same steps over and over, year after year, and left no trace—no footprints in the snow or the soil. Treaded carefully on rocks in the forest and took great pains to avoid leaving an impression. Camouflaged all his belongings so that glints of sunlight …
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I love picking up trash. It’s fun, makes the world a little better, and costs practically nothing to do. This cheap way of having fun got me thinking. People spend a lot of money on entertainment. Cable television, dining out with friends, bar hopping on a Friday night—these fairly innocuous diversions can blow a giant …
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Caution: There’s foul language in this post. I never know what Mr. Groovy is going to say when he writes self-flagellation posts. I get very nervous that he may share some pretty weird sh*t. Since I’m more emotionally repressed about exposing my flaws, I’m forcing myself to take a stab at a self-flagellation post. Not …
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