Much has been written about money here, and I so enjoyed my wife’s take on it. I attended train meets or shows at least monthly, and she would ask about them when I returned. I could often share that I saw something I had long been looking for.
“Did you buy it?” she would always ask.
“No.”
“Why not?”
“At the moment, I just wasn’t ready to part with the money.”
“Will you never learn,” she would respond. “By the day after tomorrow you’ll be kicking yourself around the house, and I’d rather not see it.”
