Invest More Than You Squander
I was thrilled with the special recognition at the get-together party I attended with the latest G-wagon. I practically felt over the moon, so I decided to fill in my social media page with the latest shots and videos from the party. This happened six years ago. Going through the rains of comments on the updates, I came across a familiar name in the comments, Mary Williams. The Mary Williams I know was my course rep back then in the university. So, I wanted to overlook it since there are thousands of people bearing such a name, but I decided to click on the name and went directly to her profile, and behold it was my course rep.
Out of curiosity, I sent her a friend request which she accepted almost immediately and we got into talking and proceeded with the flow. She was married and blessed with kids just like me. I went to her photos to get a glimpse of what her life presently looks like. Uh! Scanning through her pictures alone already explained and revealed her present status quo; she is doing well with her husband, on an average level though. Yes, they cannot be compared to us in just anything, it is rather impossible for if it is about dressing, I put on the latest and most expensive designers!
She told me she is delighted in her marriage, but I know for sure that she lacks money, she dresses well according to her photos but, again, it is impossible to compare her with myself. I gazed at their living room from one of her pictures and I discovered that they used local Nigerian cushions even though they look good.
Okay, at this time, I should tell you a little about my family and I. We lived in a mansion at Lekki where we pay N1.2million per year. The paradise was imposing and enchanting at the same time, and how I wish you had visited us and feel what heaven looks like. On a regular basis, our friends envied us, and most times they wished they could swap their lifestyle, property, and wealth with ours. It’s funny, isn’t it?
Our curtains were designers, our cushions were purely made in Italy, and in fact, we changed the tiles of the house to a very unique tiles design. We simply lived in one of the most expensive mansions, but there is one thing to observe; We were heavily in debt. Yes! u heard me well, we took loans from banks to achieve this. Well, it is nothing to be worried about because my husband was working in a good company, and falling down from his salary would practically dislocate your joints. So, certainly, within 1-2years, we should be free from debts. Apart from that, I was working too. We had 4 latest and expensive cars even though two of them were in debt, but there was a certain hope to pay for them in a couple of months.
This is the heart of my story. At that particular moment, I wanted to ignore Mary since I discovered that she was not my class. A couple of days after, learned that she was in a town, and very close to our location. So, I invited her to our house even though I felt pity for her too and I have learned to accommodate people disregarding their circumstances, indeed all fingers are not equal.
At the moment I saw our gatekeeper opening the gate for her to drive in, I was flabbergasted and shocked. I couldn’t even believe they had a car but nevertheless, the car was nothing to be compared to ours. She was simply living an average life. She came inside and admired our beautiful home, she praised my husband for such a beautiful Paradise and I was very proud and effervescent at the same time.
My hubby asked her what her husband does for a living and she said he is just a business man, and she is a nurse by profession. Hubby smiled and went inside leaving us to talk, we talked at length and she left, but before that, she invited my hubby and I for a dinner in her home, and hubby refused but I induced him into honoring her invitation.
When we get to her home, it was just exactly what I saw in her pictures on social media, a cozy home but not much expensive like ours, everything was moderate, I practically visualized disappointments written over hubby face as there were no designers in that home. Yes, it is beautiful and neat but not expensive to boost esteem. So kindly, hubby suggested they apply for a loan to support their business but the couple were so reluctant about it rather they ask us to go into the dining room for the dinner we came for, we had a delicious meal and enjoyed a good time with them. But, something very outrageous happened.
At a time I wanted to use the restroom and as I was heading to the restroom, I saw something that shocked me. I saw an award printed with Mary’s husband photod indicating that he owns 43% share of GUNIS GOKOP COMPANY, that was exactly the company my husband works for, the person I know that owns 14% share of the company is a billionaire, I mean the person is wealthy, how much more of someone with 43% shares?
I ran back to the Sitting room and called hubby, everyone followed me because they saw fear all over me, I showed hubby the award print, and he stood starring at it for over 10mins. The couples were just watching us, he suddenly left the scene, he left the compound without taking the car keys to drive home. I know he has gone weird probably because of guilt because he thought we are much better than this couple not knowing that they are even the ones paying him his salary.
I wanted to leave silently but Mary drew me back, she sat me down while her husband went to the sitting room, she started lecturing me on how to live moderately and comfortably in order to meet a better tomorrow, she told me many things that made me realize how much we have wasted good money on unnecessary things. As she was talking I was only nodding like an agama lizard. Few minutes later, I left and went to meet my husband drunk at home. But, all thanks to God that he recovered the following morning even though he has refused to utter a word since that encounter.
In the evening, Mary and her husband visited us to ensure that we are in a good state of mind given the scenario. I practically envied the couple a lot for their simple lifestyle and all our designers’ property seemed to be old in my eyes. We stayed in the living room, having deep discussions with them. They tried to assist me to calm my husband down. But then, something very shocking happened.
Do you know that during our discussion I got to know that they are the owner of the very house we are living in😥? We actually rented the house through an agent and we asked to see the owner of the house but the agent assured us that we are in safe hands. So, I was living in her house and was thinking that I am far better than her, isn’t that so crazy of me? They practically gave us many tactics of living a good and affordable life, and my husband bowed to her husband’s simplicity and wisdom.
As immediate as they left, we started planning for a way forward, and we decided to take a drastic move. Yes, it belittled our status, but we had decided to go with the flow. Within four weeks, hubby sold our four cars, took some money from it and got just one affordable car. At that moment, people started talking but we listened to nobody. We used the remaining money to pay up our debts, and that first night after we cleared our debts, I discovered that I slept more peacefully.
We moved into a cheaper apartment, sold off all those experience properties, and bought affordable ones. Our house looked so beautiful and cool, and we realized multiple millions after selling off those properties, we saved up and spend less
This is 6 years now and we just launched a magnificent mansion, an estate, a supermarket, and 8 filling stations. My husband stopped working a long time ago because we are now employers of labour💃. All these were achieved from the same money we always squander a few years back and do you know the most beautiful thing? I can confidently afford that big life now, in fact, I can do more than that without my pocket feeling it, Mary and her husband are Gods’ sent in our home as they really changed our mindset that brought a huge change.
At this time, you should have learned a lot from this true life story. Thanks for reading.