Pursuing true North Hi friend, Let me guess how this goes. Payday hits, and for about 36 glorious hours you feel like a functioning adult. Rent’s paid. You bought the good coffee creamer. You even thought about savings for a minute. Then it’s Tuesday. You’re doing math in the grocery aisle. You check your balance before you swipe, like the card might bite. By the week before payday, the gas, the groceries and your social life are all on a strict diet, and you’re hoping nobody invites you to...