When my father started his naval career, a college graduate in the officer’s program, he made $8,280 per year. Adjusted for inflation, that amount would equal $32,706 today. First year college graduate naval aviators make $28,000 today. When my father went to college, he paid $355 per year to go to a state school. It…
Category: I Can Haz Recession Angst
Wiggin’
Just this second, I’m feeling overwhelmed and out of control. Oddly, it has nothing to do with the job, which continues to click along at a breakneck pace, taking up virtually all of my time. Nope, it’s not the job – it’s my personal life that is wiggin’ me out. I have to begin a…
Trajectory
Do you ever feel like you’ve been gently, insistently redirected? Herded. Shepherded. There is a distinction, but in either case, direction from an outside source is implicit. A sheep-i-ness is implied. I have let the slings and arrows of daily existence make me go baaa. I sometimes feel my youth slipping away from me, which…
Burdens: Who really cares about part 3 anyway?
I heard a story the other day about a family that had lived here for generations. All of them – every cousin, every aunt, every niece and grandchild and son and daughter. When Katrina came, they had nowhere to go, because everyone they knew was here. Could you afford to pick up and move to…
Burdens – Part 2 of a 3 Part Series
Maybe this whole “Series” thing was kind of silly, but I really just wanted to stretch out the telling of today’s announcement. I wasn’t sure how to do it. I wanted to do some kind of dramatic reveal. I thought about starting with a description of how our lives have sort of sucked a little…