You'd think with all the jobs I have (current tally falls at 6) I'd
be less worried about whether or not I'm making enough money every
month.
But it's not true. The reason I *have* so many jobs is because I constantly feel like I'm just not making enough money. Or at least, not ample amounts. I have enough, to be sure. I'm paying all my bills.
I just had to fork out a thousand dollars in income tax. >_<
Now I feel like my savings plan is all shot to pieces and light years behind where it should be. Forgetting, of course, that I'm actually still *ahead* of my original savings plan because of the plentiful return I got last year that went straight into a savings account....
Don't talk technicalities like that to me.
I have less money in my savings account than I did 2 weeks ago.
This is backwards motion, people!
And NOW that I'm living on my own again, and paying bills like a champ, and buying my own groceries and signing up for important things like health insurance, I can't put aside enormous chunks of savings every month anymore.
But I still *want* to....
Which means I'm picking up little jobs here and there, and formatting resumes for people, and doing bookkeeping in my spare time....
Harhar.
Yet despite all this - I just can't seem to get into the office on time when I'm working for my Dad.
*sigh*
Motivation.
It strikes at odd moments.
But it's not true. The reason I *have* so many jobs is because I constantly feel like I'm just not making enough money. Or at least, not ample amounts. I have enough, to be sure. I'm paying all my bills.
I just had to fork out a thousand dollars in income tax. >_<
Now I feel like my savings plan is all shot to pieces and light years behind where it should be. Forgetting, of course, that I'm actually still *ahead* of my original savings plan because of the plentiful return I got last year that went straight into a savings account....
Don't talk technicalities like that to me.
I have less money in my savings account than I did 2 weeks ago.
This is backwards motion, people!
And NOW that I'm living on my own again, and paying bills like a champ, and buying my own groceries and signing up for important things like health insurance, I can't put aside enormous chunks of savings every month anymore.
But I still *want* to....
Which means I'm picking up little jobs here and there, and formatting resumes for people, and doing bookkeeping in my spare time....
Harhar.
Yet despite all this - I just can't seem to get into the office on time when I'm working for my Dad.
*sigh*
Motivation.
It strikes at odd moments.
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