I've known this topic was coming and have been thinking about it all week. I really actually am pretty lucky in this life... I'm healthy. I have a loving and healthy family. I love my Ginger and friends. I've been to a good college. I've got a decent job. All that being said, I'm super grateful. Eternally grateful. Alot of people don't have it as good as I do, and I need to remember that more.

But, If I had to complain a little bit about the cards I've been dealt, I'd say I sometimes wish I'd gotten into a different line of work. I have a journalism degree and my company does corporate communications. From a strictly "liking what I do" standpoint, I'm pretty lucky to be able to call myself a writer in these times we live in. I know that.

But, girlfriend really could use some more dough. Miscellaneous communications practitioners are never going to be rolling in JayZ money. Not that I think I need that, but a little bit more of a future-sustaining income would be nice. I worry that I should be doing more to invest/save/prepare to be an actual grownup (I'm still convinced that hasn't happened). I'm SURE I should be doing more. Having looked around a little, I've decided this industry isn't going to get me there. But, is it worth a big change? Not right now, I don't think.

To overcome it? Budgeting. I'm getting good at it...or think I am.

As long as its just me and the poodle I have to take care of, I'm doing just fine. But I do worry about the future and worry I should have picked a different professional path for myself. For now, I'll just soak up getting to do something I like everyday.


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