Master your Time, your Money and your Life


I've Decided to Stop Ageing

I've Decided to Stop Ageing One of my deepest wishes is for my dad to still be around when my son and I begin our camping adventures. Tommy is only six-years-old, but my dad will tick over 81 this July.  Luckily, aside from some routine skin cancer removals, my dad is in rude health. Almost […]

This is Why You're Still Broke

This is Why You're Still Broke I used to have a spending problem. So much so, I treated junk mail like my personal shopping list, and deep down, I wished my life was like those photos you see on Instagram with dudes wearing fancy watches, in a driveway full of Italian exotica and a clutch of […]

I Want Only Three Things for my Girls

I Want Only Three Things for my Girls When my daughters started school ten years ago, I made it very clear to them what their job was going to be. I remember them standing on the porch with their crisp little uniforms, their ridiculous backpacks and perfect blonde hair. I crouched in front of them […]

You're Better Off Divorced

You're better off divorced.| On May 1st 2007, I walked up to the little two-bedroom unit that was now my home, and fumbled for a brass key that would open the door to the next chapter of my life. Overhead, birds sang in a tree, utterly ignorant of my pain. I strained a glance through the […]

Middle-Aged, Married and Mortgaged

Middle-Aged, Married & Mortgaged | Not long ago, I realised I was going to die. I didn’t know when, exactly, but I was sure it would be soon. Before we get to that, though, I need to tell you about my childhood. Don’t yawn; it’s interesting, I promise. At about the age of eight, I developed […]

Dating in the Middle Ages

Dating in the Middle Ages | I've been holed up with warm soup and painkillers following the extraction of my errant gallbladder, so this week's post is written by my talented and frighteningly experienced sister, Karin. Enjoy. 🙂 No, no, no…not medieval times, apologies for the misleading heading. I'm talking about being middle-aged and stepping […]

Forcing a Dream can be Dangerous

Forcing a Dream can be Dangerous A few days ago, my 16-year-old daughter wrote off my wife's car. She'd been driving for a grand total of five minutes. It was a small mistake on her part but a huge error for me. A few hours earlier, Amy experienced the euphoria of passing her Learner Permit test […]

Why The Joneses Will Hold You Back

Why The Joneses Will Hold You Back Both my daughters go to a private school. It's a decision we made back when we were riding high on property renovations; when we believed all of our dreams would soon come true. But as you know, life often has other plans. A few years later, it all imploded. […]

Why Working From Home has Made all the Difference

Why Working From Home Makes all the Difference If pursuing a side-gig has been on your mind for a while, the biggest obstacle you'll likely face is finding the time to do it. I've always enjoyed having something on the side. Even in school I had side projects, and for most of my working life, […]

How I Found Time for Me

How I Found Time for Me When I was 34, I had a heart attack. I'd just finished an 18-hour stint in front of my computer, trying desperately to satisfy my most vexatious client. He was a real piece of work, this guy. I remember laying in bed; too tired to think straight, too alert to […]

Debt is Killing your Dreams

Debt is Killing Your Dreams Perhaps you're working on an incredible idea. Or your freelance schedule is filling nicely and things are looking up. Or maybe you're still waiting for inspiration to strike. Either way, the burden of consumer debt will forever hold you back unless you address it for good. I've written a lot […]

How it Feels to Live on Your Own Terms

How it Feels to Live on Your Own Terms Lone wolf. Self-made man. A free agent. How beautiful do these sound to you?  Even before motorbikes, girls and cars entered my thoughts, these were the things that excited me most. I desperately wanted to live on my terms; to blaze my own trail. From as […]