If it isn’t one thing, it’s another. Doesn’t that always seem to be the case? I’m not talking about mishaps, setbacks, trials, or tribulations. What I’m referring to is your inability to relax. Why can’t you just bask in your glory?
Even if your money isn’t right at this very instant, I’ll bet you’ve achieved several lofty non-financial related goals in your lifetime. I know I’m not the only one who struggles with Chronic Malcontentedness Syndrome. The instant I accomplish one goal that required a great deal of time and sacrifice, without pausing to take half a breath, I’m off to the next one.
I think it was around the time I entered middle school that I adopted my life’s theory of “if you’re not reaching for the stars, then life isn’t worth living.”
That’s crazy isn’t it? And here you thought sharks were the only ones who risked their lives by staying still.
When I was in grade school, I wanted to go to a middle school for the gifted and academically talented. I went.
When I was in middle school, I wanted to go to a college preparatory high school. I went.
When I was in high school, I wanted to attend a four-year university and have my tuition paid for because my mama didn’t save any money for me to go. I went to college and received a 100% scholarship for my tuition. (I had to foot the bill for room and board. Grrr.)
When I was in college, I wanted to graduate summa cum laude and work for a Big 4 accounting firm upon graduation. Okay, I fell a taste short of the summa cum laude accolades, but I did work for a Big 4 accounting firm upon graduation as well as during a couple winter internships.
When I went to work for PricewaterhouseCoopers I wanted to become a CPA, so I studied my fanny off and worked like heck while accomplishing that goal.
And on and on I went. On and on I go.
When is it okay to do nothing? To not strive for anything? To kick your crusty heels up, unbuckle your pants, and say to yourself, “I’ve done good by me?”
I don’t have an answer for you or myself for that matter. The post title may have been more appropriately framed, thru pouted lips, as “Why you can’t enjoy yo’ money or yo’ life, Willis?
Well, Willis….why can’t chu?