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Ok, money for the first time in a long time.
I confirmed, by putting all my account information into Microsoft Money (aiee, the evil empire!) that I am way in debt, and, although it's manageable, if it's going to continue to be manageable, I am going to have to get more money somehow.
I have always associated dealing with the numbers as the end of all the fun. I've had lots of fun the last year, and it's time to put it down and get on with being productive, and adult, and responsible. I don't want to feel this shadow, this weight, descending on me. I don't want to be hopelessly lower middle class.
Yeah, I know, there aren't supposed to be these classes are there? Well, there are, at least in behavior, if not in actual money. And I've made the most of working class status with my freaky intellectualism. But if I ever want to get out of here, I have to come up with a plan to pay for my life.
The problem is, I don't want to. I want to write, and read tarot, and raise babies, and make beautiful things. I want to scheme and plan. I want to lead and teach. I want to learn and grow and dream. How do you make this make money? (And is it selfish when you're asking people you love to help you foot the bills?)
I confirmed, by putting all my account information into Microsoft Money (aiee, the evil empire!) that I am way in debt, and, although it's manageable, if it's going to continue to be manageable, I am going to have to get more money somehow.
I have always associated dealing with the numbers as the end of all the fun. I've had lots of fun the last year, and it's time to put it down and get on with being productive, and adult, and responsible. I don't want to feel this shadow, this weight, descending on me. I don't want to be hopelessly lower middle class.
Yeah, I know, there aren't supposed to be these classes are there? Well, there are, at least in behavior, if not in actual money. And I've made the most of working class status with my freaky intellectualism. But if I ever want to get out of here, I have to come up with a plan to pay for my life.
The problem is, I don't want to. I want to write, and read tarot, and raise babies, and make beautiful things. I want to scheme and plan. I want to lead and teach. I want to learn and grow and dream. How do you make this make money? (And is it selfish when you're asking people you love to help you foot the bills?)
