So ever since I took this 'less stressful + better hours = less pay' job back in September 2008 I've been in the hole. I took a $9k/year pay cut for the first 4 months and then gained a little of that back, but it was too late... I was already behind. Now over a year later I'm swimming in credit card debt, living tremendously far from my job for cheap rent and some space to move and I'm more frustrated than before about my career and finances. When this happens I have to stop and take a moment to realize that I'm LUCKY. I have a job, I have a place to live and there is food on the table. So many of my friends and family members have been negatively impacted by this financial crisis and there is absolutely nothing I can do to help... I've never felt so helpless before. All I can do is offer my support and I never feel that it is enough, even though I know that they are grateful.
While I sit here in my office, getting paid for work I'm not doing while I'm writing this blog post, I look for a new job; one that is better suited to my talents and higher paying.While I relax in my apartment with my zoo of pets I look at pet friendly apartments that I can't afford. When I'm at symphonic band rehearsal I complain about my crappy student trombone and how I long for a fancy one with an F-attachment. Why is it that even though I have everything I need to live (and then some) that I can't stop wishing and hoping for more? I'm sure part of it comes from the fact that I have $6.36 in my checking account, no credit available on my credit cards and no savings to rely on if something was to happen right now, but could it be that I'm having something akin to sympathy pains? I know it is normal for me to want to aspire for greatness, but am I just being selfish?
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