Fred Flintstone kept things simple. Like me, he enjoyed the primitive versions of our modern conveniences without the excessive price tags. I'm typing today's blog story while sitting in a used recliner I found in the attic of a furniture store when I moved to Iowa. Mrs. Caveman and I picked up a pair for $75 each. The couch was barely out of the plastic when someone decided to return it because the color wasn't right. I about fell over when the salesperson told us he could let it go for $150. When he saw our teeny tiny Flintstone car he offered to deliver the furniture for free in the company truck. Four-and-a-half years later we're still enjoying our vintage vehicles and our used furniture. There's a reason we live this way – financial independence.
Mrs. Caveman is narrowing her choices for a replacement automobile. The only thing she's firm on is the method of payment. Her next automobile will be at least 50% depreciated and there won't be any monthly car payments attached to the price tag. I know one thing for sure – when she's reclining in her car seat she will have a big smile on her face. Have a great day.
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