“It was very stressful, I felt I was just trying to get to the weekend so I could reset, and then do it all over again.”
I lived it for seven years. Made money with my drywall business, had a line of credit, a van. I was juggling probably 30 to 40 thousand dollars a month, in an out of my bank account. My late wife and I started travelling; Canada, Jamaica, Costa Rica. Then the housing market fell, and that last year I earned $15,000. Next thing we knew, we moved to Iowa to look for jobs. She found one at Blockbuster, I found at Poncheros, a Mexican fast-food chain.
We drank and smoked a lot, feeling sorry for myself for not earning all that money. Once you make a lot of money, you get addicted to it. It took a while to cure myself of that addiction. At first I liked having my own business, but I wasn’t happy. I had the van bill, insurance bill, employer insurance bill, credit bill, cable bill, parking bill, homeowner association bill, just bills and bills and more bills. It was very stressful, I felt I was just trying to get to the weekend so I could reset, and then do it all over again. At some point, I realized that I was doing the same things every day to make sure that I can do what I did yesterday tomorrow again. It made no sense to me.
She passed away, and I moved on from the Yuppie life, never to look back.
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