The fruits of my very first investment have arrived. The mailman delivered the package just a bit ago. My hands shook as I opened the box.
I cried as I held that silver in my hands for the very first time.
I’ve done it. I’ve made my very first step into the big leagues. Tears are streaming down my face as I write this. All of my life I’ve been told that you have to be rich in order to have investments yet here I am, living on minimum wage, holding ten silver rounds – my first investment – in the palm of my hand.
The big dogs might laugh at me for my paltry purchase but I don’t care. My tiny little paycheck might not be much but that’s not going to stop me! I’ll invest and I’ll keep investing until I achieve my goal of true financial independence. And once I figure out how to do it I will stand on the rooftops and shout it out to all of my friends. You don’t have to remain poor, even if all you have to your name is a minimum wage income. For far too long the realm of building wealth has been the domain of the Big Dogs; let’s see how they like it when us scrappers enter the ring.
Unlike those rich farts I don’t need a lot of money to live on. That gives me a big advantage. It may take me a while to do it but I know how to save money and I’m learning how to make it work for me. They’ll be no stopping me once I figure it out.
But for now I am going to sit here and play Scrooge MacDuck. I’m going to close my eyes, play this silver through my fingers, and imagine what it will feel like as my safety net builds. After that I’m going to march my happy butt down to the bank and stick nine of these coins into my safety deposit box. I’m keeping one in my pocket for inspiration.