Money

I have a love-hate relationship with money.  I like it, I don't have very much of it, I want it, but I don't think it is essential to one's happiness. I don't think you need to own a new car or a nice, spacious house to truly be happy.  Yes, I think life's easier when you have money and I think you have more fun on a jet ski than you do on a paddle boat.  But why does everything have to revolve around money?  Or our jobs?  Why is what you do for a career what defines you as a person?  How often is it that what you love to do more than anything and what you do for a living are the same thing?  Or if they are even in the hemisphere?

I was asked in an interview a year or 2 ago what I would do if I could do anything in the world.  I said 1.  An elementary school art teacher.  2. Coffee shop owner.  3. Work in the wellness field.  Now number 1 is a guess.  I like art, I like kids, so technically I should like this job.  2. To own a coffee shop has always been what I'd like to do since I was 19.  I think I would be good at this, but I can't afford to buy a cup of coffee, let alone buy a whole shop.  And then there's 3.  This I know from experience.  I know I would do this job well and I would love it.  The job I have now is a paycheck.  A tiny, stupid paycheck. I don't feel like what I'm giving up to go to work is worth what I'm getting.  I want a job that challenges me, that I enjoy and one that I am proud to go to everyday.  I know it's not in my future to make loads of money.  I would have chosen a much different major in college if it were.  I am not out to get that Lexus or to buy a huge house.  I don't need a diamond watch or a European vacation every summer.  I want to make what I love and what I do come together.  I want to live my life with the people I love next to me, laughing and crying and enjoying life.  I don't want anything else.  I just want that.