Dough. Bank. Green. Bread. Cash.
Money.
You have to earn it. And that means taking a job.
And that's a great thing. My job is one of the greatest aspects of my life. Sure it can be a drag, but hey, I'm making bank!
Except... I'm not. Because quite frankly, money breeds more problems than it fixes.
An example: I make roughly 450 bucks a month, and I work about 15-20 hours a week. When I first got my job, I was ecstatic because I was loaded! I ate out all the time. I was ready to go for a night out with the crew. I was ready to take a young lady out to dinner. Except I didn't have a car at the time, so I could do whatever I wanted...
As long as my Mom could get me there.
So, I got my license and my Dad lent me an old car.
Now, I spend all my money filling up for gas, so I can run errands for my Mom, drive my sister to work, and occasionally I get to go to the movies with the crew.. Also, I am now trying to save money so I can get a better car, so I can save on gas so I can keep more of my money.
Did I lose you there?
My overall point is simple: Money isn't always the answer. Money isn't happiness. In fact, money is really just a means to an end. The solution to troubles is to find the best end. And work for it.
You want to buy clothes? You want to have a car? You want to take that girl out?
Work for it. Yeah, a job is hard to come by and can be frustrating. But you will learn something about life. And lots of other things. So hang tight.
Meanwhile I will just be paying back my Mom the $130 bucks I owe her for my new car battery.