I only manage to update this thing a few times a year. If you’re reading this, you probably aren’t turning over any previously unrealized facts.
It’s been a busy year so far. I’m still working hard to get on track. It’s hard.
Turns out when you make a lot of money, the only way you can keep most of it is to not claim it as cash. I find that pretty frustrating I have to admit. I mean really, I earn the money through hard work, but I can’t keep more than half without jumping through hoops?
I’m grudgingly doing what’s required — it means my company ends up keeping most of the money, and I am now on a reduced income — it means also that my debt repayment is a lot slower, which thrills me to no end as you can imagine.
I’ve been really lucky this year for work. I have additional work coming online next week. I’ve put quite a bit of effort into getting more paying work — I still feel the same time pressures I always have, and they drive me to work harder in less time.
That requires paring life down to the bare essentials. As a result, I don’t spend much time with friends, nor do I go through the motions that turn acquaintances into friends. This isn’t because I don’t think the people are worth being friends with. It’s because I think they deserve better than I’m able to offer.
I do sometimes wish that wasn’t the case, but I am a realist. I can do what I’m doing now and reach my goals, OR I can have a rich life surrounded by good friends. There isn’t enough time and attention for both though. As a result, the only friends I’ve retained are the ones who can put up with this kind of unreliability.
Usually I’m too busy working to mind. From time to time though, work drops off, and I feel an urge to chat — usually about things I’ve talked to death with Christina. Guess what? A whole list of contacts, and no one I would message.
The price of my choices.
I’m hoping to reach my goals soon. I swear, I won’t be doing this forever.
Until then I’ll keep busy.