Lifestyle, goals and the price we pay to achieve them..
My husband and I spoke today about the lack of balance we’ve had in our lives this past year. Since we were married, when he got his job and I started school.
Our life in the city has been surprisingly easy for us. Despite the piece of property sitting on the market unsold in the burbs, life has been good in our new favorite metropolis. For the first time in a long while, I feel like I actually LIVE in my neighborhood.
So now I have a choice: Do I continue school for the next three years?
I hardly see my husband during the school year. I already have a degree and a good job. So why the hell am I doing this?
Some days, the answer is easier then others. I think my incessant need for fairness drives me towards it. My idealized notions of corporate America and its potential. My own hopes for a secure, flexible profession that will give the lifestyle we want for the rest of our working years.
But this is three more years of pain, lack of free time and stress. Will it be worth it?
It’s weird. I’m where I thought I would be career wise much earlier. So why am I doing this?
I wish I knew for certain.