I got "laid off." The quotes indicate a long story. The fact that my employer gave me a pay-out shows whose fault it really was. It's given me a bump. I'm applying for dream jobs only, being a writer, going to grad school, also trying to start a side business. I know, scary.
In the chart below, I have taken out the money that is already set aside for grad school. Enough. Paid for. Pretty amazing.
I really don't want to fuck this up.
What we see here is that I pretty much have about 6 grand in the bank. I'm getting unemployment, which I think I can make last while I'm getting it. The goal is to live on only that, to keep the Chase Checking steady. After unemployment dries up, I can make that last about three more months.
I'm feeling a lot of existential crisis right now. I've always wanted to travel the world, and now I have the time, but not the money. I'm spending a shit ton on a creative graduate degree, which many people see as stupid. I don't know if it is or not. I mean, on an Excel spreadsheet, it makes no sense. But, in the artistic world, will it help me get to where I want to go? There's no way to know but to just do it.
I alternate between the belief that I am some magical protagonist, and the universe will take care of me, and the fear that I'm making mistakes now that will land me in a low-grade mental facility with bad food once my dementia sets in.
The good news is that I have almost $40,000 in my retirement fund! Yes, take a moment to feel awesome about that. *Hold please* Ok, yay. I only had $7,000 when I started 3 years ago.
My total net worth has gone up more than $100,000 after dropping that stupid house, and it looks like I won't have to pay taxes on the sale! THANK GOD. I'm scared to not be making money, to have these numbers go down every month. But I have to take some time to pursue what I love, and just go for it.
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