oh, money blog, how i have neglected you so. see, i’d rather not think about you, i like spending without wondering how much i have left, or whether or not more will be coming in. yes, i know, not the most financially responsible way to live.
this morning, i checked our bank account and was elated to see that hal’s bi/weekly paycheck went through. it was expected, but after spending the past five days at home without so much as a dime to our names, it was a relief.
do you know what happened next? i decided to take the kids out to lunch and i’ll be damned if my mind didn’t start cataloging and listing and fluttering through all the things i needed to buy. not but two days ago i proudly said to hal, “i’m gonna go through the month of august without spending any money, except for gas!” i even have plans to get most of, if not all, the kid’s school supplies free. but my brain! and its reaction to money in my pocket!
i have not done much reading on the topic of money or how it affects individuals in the different classes. this is an area in my life where some guidance and perspective is greatly needed. i have been a steady participant of the lower middle class since birth, oscillating between there and poverty during my upbringing. i’m currently of the class that can just make all their bills, can afford the occasional costly outing, and has food in the fridge until close to payday (often in abundance, but never packaged snack foods – always meals and fruit, because boxed snacks are for the rich and financially irresponsible). we are in the class that can’t afford to go on a vacation unless someone dies and leaves us a chunk of change, we hit the lottery, or we charge it. to be honest with you, sometimes i feel stuck in this class. and i’m keenly aware of its proximity to poverty as oppose to the upper middle class.
my husband also comes from a lower middle class upbringing and is a bit of an underachiever himself (a struggle we both have). to his credit, however, he is an underachiever with a master’s degree. his master’s degree is a huge motivator in my own pursuit for a higher education. that degree also keep us financially floating above poverty level. oh, that and my social security disability check each month.
hal and i have visions of living in the upper echelons of society at some point, but i know that will not happen unless i go through college.
i have heard many of people say how their degree doesn’t help them at all. that they are still struggling financially. i know this happens. however, unlike many twenty year olds, i’m not going through college for the experience of college: dorms, partying, friends or because it’s my right of passage into adulthood. i’m going for two practical reasons: to work in a field that i will love and to MAKE MORE MONEY DOING IT. i think practical is the key word for me, i can’t be taking no foo-foo drawing classes without any real direction at this stage in my life. i’m past that luxury. it has become necessary to think more about what i could realistically do for a career, than what would be fun.
that may sound souless to an young idealist with no real responsibilities (it certainly would have to me back then), but it actually requires a lot of heart and soul. for me it takes guts to finish school with the life i have. after all, i hope that someday, i can provide my own children with the resources to excel in education and to see college as the natural way to go after highschool. i often think, “if only i had my bachelors, i could go straight into a the license clinical social worker program.” i really want to help elevate my family from the brink of poverty. yeah, i know, many of you are laughing your ass off thinking, SOCIAL WORK??? you want to elevate your financial status doing social work??? and to that i say, i have the smarts to make it to the top of my field (i’ll be focusing on psychiatric/mental health while seriously considering going all the way to becoming a doctor of psychiatric care, i just got to get over my underachiever hump). if i were to bring home anything between $30,000-50,000/year, it would raise our financial class quite a lot. anything over that and we are seriously living in the lap of luxury.
thirty-four, and not giving up. it’s never too late to have dreams.