The Grass is Always Greener
Sometimes I sit and think that I did it all wrong in college. My dad tried to steer me to a degree and a career in a more profitable industry. I was quite aggressive in my desire to get a degree in English. I ended up with a B.A. in English and a B.S. in Communications. I have always worked in my fields, never made a whole lot of money, and generally enjoyed my jobs.
But still, I wonder how I would feel about life if I made three times my salary.
My friend Liz got a degree in Law. Her parents encouraged her, despite her middling interest level. She enthusiastically clerked in Philadelphia and then went on to get a job at a law firm in Chicago, her home town. In less than a year she was trolling the Chicago jobs market, looking for an in with another career. Money was no longer important to her. She wanted a life away from the stress of her job. She ended up joining the Peace Corps. That’s absolutely no career for the money-focus among us, but she is ecstatically happy in her life now.
That’s what I think about when I start obsessing about money. I think about Liz and I think about the fact that I enjoy a lot about my life as it is.
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