Thoughts on Money but not the Recession

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One of the most disgusting things about growing up is how much less money is worth to you. I remember receiving a little less than $10 for Easter one year when I was about 9 and thinking that would last me at least a month.

Seven or eight years later I received double that amount of money. I thought, "Great, I have gas money! I'll go on my way back into town."

My paychecks from the bookstore are about $300 biweekly, and I think, "Is that all?"

Right now, all I want is the steady 9-5, two weeks vacation, five sick days, and all national holidays. But it would be something else, if I had that, I'm sure.

With that, today I work 8a.m.-5p.m. temping, then 5:30pm. to 11:30p.m. at the bookstore. At this point, I don't see how people can ever retire; it will never feel like enough.