It's not easy without green

CASH rules everything around me....The Wu.

You all know that I didn't grow up rich. Working class at best. Sometimes poor. Like many of you, my family unit struggled to make ends meet.

With my own family, I am sure we do what other parents do...we struggle but don't share it with the kids. We just purchased our first home this past year. We are in the midst of renovating and updating two bathrooms and will eventually be adding on a deck. It's a project but we love it.

In addition to our new mortgage, we have two car payments and two children. They are both in daycare. Daycare alone is about $400/week. No, I didn't stutter...I said per WEEK.

So when I get a call from my baby brother, who says he is struggling. I have to cuss his a$$ out. You have a good job, get to live in the apartment at my mom's house RENT FREE, always have on the latest freshest gear, just came back from a trip to Miami....and you are calling me to lament over being broke?

Do I look like I give a damn? It's called money management. Figure that mess out.
My salary gets stretched further than Monique's girdle....ya feel me?

Taliban 1 + Taliban 2 = Poorhouse

I just got done back to school shopping. Between supplies for both kids for the year (and yes, even babies have supplies like diapers every week, food for school, wipes, antibacterial crap, lotion, etc...) and then clothes and shoes. Mama is spent.

In addition, I have a house to pay for and run. Breaks my heart to hear that he spent his money drinking and now has to eat mom's free cooking for the rest of the week.

Young folks...INVEST AND SAVE. I didn't start out on the right path to financial freedom but I will not raise kids that way. I plan to raise millionaires who can eventually choose a career they love and not choose one that pays the bills.

Black folks, we have to get our financial lives in order.