You can start to feel Old Man Winter’s breathe in our neck of the woods. Today I busted out my favorite goose-down coat as I headed out the door this morning. I reached into one of its pockets and discovered an unclaimed $20 bill. Gosh, I love it when that happens.
I had that same feeling earlier this last weekend when I was catching up on my favorite blogs. I learned of a new resolution to our issue of having too much money tied up in retirement accounts that, in theory, couldn’t be touched without penalty until age 59.5.
The other day I was wondering what my life would have looked like now had I taken a different path right out of college. At the time, I thought about postponing my job search for a year to travel the world with nothing but my backpack and sandals.
I had visions of being like Leonardo DiCaprio’s character in the movie The Beach (the first half anyway) and wandering around Southeast Asia and beyond*. I probably would have ended up as one of those guys with blonde dreadlocks working odd jobs in farmer’s fields and cleaning hostels to try and scrape together enough money to fund my travels. This sounds pretty horrible to me now, but at the time this was my idea of a dream job.
See, the problem with “dream jobs” for most of us is is that they either have ultra-low pay, are highly unobtainable, or are some degree of both. Unless you have a world-class talent that can carry you to riches doing something you absolutely love to do, I suspect most of us are just average people doing rather ordinary things for a paycheck (not that there’s anything wrong with that).
To say I’ve led a charmed life is an understatement. I was born healthy to loving parents in a middle class household in a safe neighborhood in the U.S. On a global scale, I entered this world in the extremely privileged 1% given just about any metric. And I try to minimize the number of days that go by when I don’t count my blessings. Continue reading “What’s in a Name?”